Wichita Skyline - Shawn Colvin

Down at the train they go to Independence every day

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 dreamin' 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 that black clouds roll in

Chasing me back again

Back to the flat fine line

The Wichita Skyline

The Wichita Skyline

The Wichita Skyline