Quiet Town

A couple of kids got hit by a Union Pacific train carrying sheet metal and
household appliances through the pouring rain
They were planning on getting married after graduation, had a little baby girl.
Trouble came and shut it down. Things like that ain’t supposed to happen
In this quiet town, families are tight
Good people, they still don’t deadbolt their doors at night in this quiet town
When we first heard opioid stories, they were always in whispering tones.
Now banners of sorrow mark the front steps of childhood homes. Parents wept
through daddy’s girl eulogies and merit badge milestones with their daughters
and sons laying there lifeless in their suits and gowns. Somebody’s been
keepin' secrets
In this quiet town, they know how to live. Good people who lean on Jesus,
they’re quick to forgive in this quiet town
Now whenever I’m near the town, I’ll find some reason to give. And I will walk
with the dead and the living where I used to live. And every time I see my
parents in the prime of their lives, offering their son the kind of love he
could never put down. Well, part of me is still that stainless kid. Lucky
In this quiet town: salt of the land, hard-working people. If you’re in trouble,
they’ll lend you a hand here in this quiet town
The first crop of hay is up. School let out, and the sun beats down.
Smoke billows from a Sunday train that cries away from a quiet town