Wrong About Distance-Carl Hauck

Boring stage in the bark that I've built up The vermin parade with the rain Stones afoot, it's a twin city toss I'm wilting with guilt but I'm safe Dormant chalk and smoldering daylight Bring fantasy getaways Seaward trips where I cast out my deadlines Drop the pole and forget about the bait Anchored down while you're sailing away I love you but won't ask you to stay Some they wishin' for boots of native leather But I'm just wishing that you'll help me stay sane The future calls but it's hearing lift music While I'm chopping down telephone poles I'm pulling cords like a born-again Luddite And waiting for a natural hello Hope they was wrong about distance But we'll see how far hope goes I'm clearing airways and paving the streets So you can feel free to come home Anchored down while you're sailing away I love you but won't ask you to stay Some they wishin' for boots of native leather But I'm just wishing that you'll help me stay sane Anchored down while you're sailing away I love you but won't ask you to stay