Unreachable at the Lake

[Verse 1]
Screen lights up before sunrise
Buzzin’ like it owns my name
Boss man callin’ on a Sunday
Church bells ringin’ just the same
Every ping pulls me in closer
To a world I never chose
I miss slow cups of coffee
And talkin’ nose to nose
[Chorus]
I wanna be unreachable at the lake
Where the sunrise is the only thing that breaks
That mirror on the water, that quiet in my chest
No towers in the treeline, just a welcome kind of rest
If you need me, you can find me in the wake
But you can’t call or text me at the lake
[Verse 2]
I’m scrollin’ through a hundred strangers
While my friends sit by my side
Dinnertime turns into silence
Thumbs just chasin’ down the time
There’s a cabin on a backroad
With a rickety old dock
Where the only bars I’m chasin’
Are nailed into the lock
[Chorus]
I wanna be unreachable at the lake
Where the loons sing every promise that I make
Leave that little glowing prison in a drawer back in the truck
Trade my updates for a tackle box and a little country luck
If you need me, you can find me in the wake
But you can’t call or text me at the lake
[Bridge]
Let the mailbox fill with paper
Let the rumors run their race
I’ll be learnin’ all my neighbors
By handshake and by face (oh yeah)
If it ain’t right here in front of me
Then it ain’t mine to hold
I’ll take letters over lightning
And stories bein’ told
[Chorus]
I wanna be unreachable at the lake
Where my heart sets its own time, won’t break
From that cabin on the hillside to the firefly evening glow
If you really wanna see me, just come knock upon my boat
If you call me, it’ll ring for heaven’s sake
But I won’t hear a thing out at the lake

country, ’90s radio-ready country, midtempo two-step groove with brushed snare, dobro fills, and warm fiddle. Male vocals laid-back in the verses, big harmony stack on the hook. Steel guitar answers the vocal between lines, tasteful Telecaster solo after second chorus. Dynamic lift into each chorus, then ease back into an intimate, front-porch vibe on the bridge.