Ghosts — текст песни (Kansas)

There`s tombstone in a snowy field
Close by an old ghost town
The epitaph`s been weather-blown away
There`s a belltower where petitions peeled
It`s been half torn down
But it must have softened every soul that came to pray

There`s a schoolhouse full of broken glass
And wounded walls
The rusty swings like derelicts sleeping in the weeds
There`s a picture-graduation class
Staring down deserted halls
THE HOPE OF 44 is what it reads

It`s just as if some restless wind blew their dreams away far away
It`s just as if those dreams had never been but oh-
I feel their ghosts around me now- I hear them say
They`ve come back home to dream those dreams again