Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The fields are dry, the soil’s gone weak,
Promises made we couldn’t keep.
Factories closed, just empty halls,
Echoes of dreams in these crumbling walls.

[Verse 2]
The barns are bare, the debts run high,
Folks around here just scrape by.
A leader’s words, they came and went,
But they don’t pay the rent.

[Chorus]
We’re walking down the broken road,
Carrying this heavy load.
The truth got lost in the TV glare,
We’re left with dust and thinner air.

[Verse 3]
Small towns faded, stores run dry,
Neighbors gone without goodbye.
Jobs vanished like a fleeting breeze,
We prayed for help down on our knees.

[Verse 4]
The money trickled up, not down,
Didn't reach our part of town.
They told us that the gold would pour,
But our hands stayed empty, poor as before.

[Bridge]
It’s not the fight of the red or blue,
It’s about the ones he's walking through.
The promises came wrapped in pride,
But now we’re here, and dreams have died.