Wichita Skyline
Down at the train they go to Independence everyday
- Down at the train they go to Independence everyday
- But anywhere else now seems like a million miles away
- And I must have been high to believe that I would ever leave
- Now I'm just a flat fine line like the Wichita skyline
- I rode on the airstream across the great lonesome afternoon
- I wished hard enough to hurt drove fast enough to catch the moon
- But I must have been dreaming again 'cause there's nothing around the bend
- Except for that flat fine line the Wichita skyline
- As far as Salina I can get that good station from LaRue
- I'm searching the dial while I'm scanning the sky for a patch of blue
- And I watch the black clouds roll in chasing me back again
- Back to the flat fine line the Wichita skyline
Sky Line from Home
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