Detroit
The trains don't stop here
Anymore
They closed the station
Locked the door
The town is abandoned
Only the buildings are there
The houses are empty
Ther streets are al bare
The townspeople have left
They've all gone away
The elderly, with regret
Wishing they could stay
For they remember the better times
The times of prosperity and fun
When money wasn't a problem
there were jobs for everyone
The times when laughter abounded
When everyone wore a smile
This world was a perfect place
At least for a while
Then came the depression
The smiles were replaced by tears
The good times replaced by bad
The fun replaced with fears
Now no one takes those trains
There's no longer a stop here
For this station's been closed
For many a year.