Horizon

Dusty roads stretch out, fields lie barren and bare

Dreams fade as despair hangs heavy in the air

Idle hands wait, as factories shut down

Prosperity's ghost whispers through this town

Sun beats on empty porch chairs, once filled with cheer

Now silent witnesses to what used to be

The tavern echoes with old woes and pain

Drowning sorrows where bitter winds reign

But we're singing through the struggle, voices loud and clear

Raising our glasses to dreams we hold so dear