Fortschritt als Verlust: die Eisenbahn schneidet gerade Linien durch krumme Leben und verdrängt, was vorher war. Über einen Mann, der die Ordnung hält, während der Boden unter allen beansprucht wird.
Iron laid down through the open land
It's a future you can shake by the hand
Men in clean coats with dirt in their eyes
Drawing straight lines through crooked lives
The town got louder, the night got thin
Old roads died when the wheels came in
Kids chased sparks from the steel in the ground
Didn't know they were burying the sound
Every hammer strike sounds like a door
Closing on the world we had before
When the tracks came, the wind lost its name
A line in the dirt that split who we are
When the tracks came, the west grew small
Fences grew taller, the sky grew tall
A camp on the river got pushed aside
No one asked, they just moved the line
The fire went out where the drums once spoke
Now smoke means money and money means smoke
They pay me to guard what they break apart
To stand by the rule while they map out hearts
I keep the peace where the rails get laid
Like a man holding still while the ground gets claimed
If I stop the train, they call me a threat
If I clear the way, I help them forget
Every mile of steel I let them lay
Cuts one more story out of this place
When the tracks came, the west got thin
Old names disappeared in the din
They toast to the future, I taste the past
In the dust of towns that couldn't last
When the tracks came, I stood aside
Watched a dying road learn how to hide
They say the world's moving forward today
Feels like I helped push yesterday away
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