Invisible Line
Brock Zeman
Out on the edge of town there's an invisible line
But I swear I can see it plain when I look at it sometimes
It calls out to me at night while I'm lying in bed
It's where this little town stops and the rest of the world begins
A friend of mine says he only feels good when he hears those wheels spinning like a top
He's says he's caught himself a fever and he ain't never gonna stop
He pulled up his roots like the wind pulls up a tree in a storm
He stepped over that line and he just kept going
He sends me a letter sometimes asking what I'm doing these days
But I don't ever write back, I ain't got one thing to say
I was picking for beer one night in this lousy little dive
When this old man came up to me with a tear growing in his eye
He said: Listen here son, heed the words of an old grey man
Take that guitar of yours and get outta town while you still can
Just don't get me wrong son, and I hope you understand
But I don't ever wanna see you hanging around this joint again
For as long as I can remember I always said that I would go
But it's getting harder and harder to walk out my front door
I swore I would be here pouring beer down my throat
I was gonna by a used car and head out on the road
I was gonna spread my wings and go sailing into the wind
And you can all kiss my ass good-bye I ain't ever coming back again