Plaintive lyrics, well done.....
Traveled a bit around this country, saw a lot of small towns and burgs that fell into those words, slowly withering as the ones with a clue drifted away if they could.
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Some decades back, spouse and I took a road break to stretch legs and the map (yeah, those paper things...*L*)....
A couple of cars in the crossroads corner dirt lot....nothing else around for the miles we'd covered. Out of the distance a small bus pulls up, dropping off a half-dozen folks who said little as they got into cars and left into the other directions.
We puzzled at the name on the bus, an obvious shuttle, paused one of the riders, a younger woman....
"Hi, what's the name of the bus mean?" It's a local mine we work at.
"Mining...'k, what for?" Beryllium....gets used for rockets, nose cones mostly....
Kinda slow these days, we need a war to pick up production.... Have a good day...
She drove off to us standing stunned by her wish...
How many then and now feel that way? Are they happier now?
How many Ohios' are there, tucked away in the expanse.....