Wichita Skyline

Down at the train they go To Independence everyday Yeah, 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 air stream Across the great lonesome afternoon And I wished hard enough to hurt Drove fast enough to catch the moon And I must have been dreamin' again 'Cause there's nothin' around the bend Except for that flat fine line The Wichita skyline Well, as far as Salina I can get that good station from Larue And I'm searchin' the dial while I'm scanning the sky for a patch of blue And I watch the black clouds roll in Chasin' me back again Back to the flat fine line The Wichita skyline, The Wichita skyline The Wichita skyline