Those train gate arms are coming down
It seems it's only railcars that can ever leave this town
Will I ever get my dreams off of the ground
Or will my right-hand brain like Earhart's plane
Drift off and not be found
Factory lights, university town
Cornfield fights 'til the blue lights shut em down
Skyline dreams, stuck in the cracks of
Cobblestone streets, on the corner of life and
Make believe, where she isn't gone,
Oh take me back to Atchison
Against the grain, covered in ink and
Coffee stains, I'm fumbling through this
Chlorine rain, four years gone
Oh take me back to Atchison
In abbey land the hour hand is stuck
This time of night, those old bridge lights and me are the only ones still up
And I can't see my reflection from the pier
But the river's flow, even though it's slow, I know
I know it doesn't end here
Factory lights, university town
Last chance flights til the next one comes around
Skyline dreams, stuck in the cracks of
Cobblestone streets, on the corner of life and
Make believe, where she isn't gone,
Oh take me back to Atchison
Against the grain, covered in ink and
Coffee stains, I'm fumbling through this
Chlorine rain, four years gone
Oh take me back to Atchison
Maybe you stay, maybe you try
The weight of the choice, maybe you cry
But the way that she looks, the farther you drive
The way that you know, this isn't goodbye
Maybe you stay, maybe you try
The weight of the choice, maybe you cry
But the way that she looks, the farther you drive
The way that you know you'll miss her
Skyline dreams, stuck in the cracks of
Cobblestone streets, on the corner of life and
Make believe, where she isn't gone,
Oh take me back to Atchison
Against the grain, covered in ink and
Coffee stains, I'm fumbling through this
Chlorine rain, four years gone
Oh take me back to Atchison