The new west is a ghost town
Of dreams already dreamt
Left neglected and unkempt
There is no mystery left to tempt
The new west is a ghost town
Of suits and deals you'll never know
Kingpins that control the show
Already dealt the dying blow
The new west is a ghost town
Of stampede herds on freeway lines
All digging down in gutted minds
So dark you never see the signs
The new west is a ghost town
Of restless, floating pioneers
All grinding rusted, backdoor gears
To turn the days to nights to years
The new west is a closed deal
Soil dead as it ever was
Before some men laid their eyes in awe
On beauty so unspoiled and raw