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Slow fallin’ sundown o’er the Western plains
Headed for my hometown, my resources drained
Caffeine-cocked eyes just won’t stay trained
On the empty road

Don’t quite know what I have left behind
No clue what the future holds, what truth I’ll find
I’m just lookin’ for some peace of mind
Tryin’ to ease my load

And the sky goes red to black
As I stair down the window crack
But it’s the first day of the rest of my life
And I’m tired now, so goodnight

Slowed-down snowfall o’er the mountain range
Just the sound of my breathin’ and the crunch of the chains
No one listenin’ no need to explain
Just the empty road

White summits beckon, heady sleep I lack
20 paces out the snow erases my tracks
If I go further, I might not come back
Layin’ down the load

I let the sky go white to black
As I stair down the window crack
Feelin’ like the last dog in this wretched fight
So tired, so goodnight

Lookin’ back, it was no great surprise
I walked around that town with cast-down eyes
I held no wonder for these changin’ times
Just thoughts of the empty road

Quick risin’ sunup, so much work to be done
Deep in my heart I fear the starter’s gun
But it’s time to get back up on my feet and kick ‘em in to a run
Time to shoulder the load

And the sky shows a cautious blue
And I pray my instincts guide me true
No more shyin’ from big city lights ------ no more tired goodnights.

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from Where We Come Apart, released July 20, 2012

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