A piquant l’il Alt-Country tome to recognizing that the end has come and a fresh beginning called for.

v1 the sky outside this window,
is callin’ to me, on the fenceline
runs a highway, far as i can see,
and it leads away, from this lonesome road inside,
i’ll be leavin’ with a broke-down
load & a heartache i can’t hide

v2i’ve got a thing or two
to say about love & the fluid exchange, there’s been too much
of an absence thereof but that’s all about to change, been no
thunder down under, goin’ nowhere
on our last leg, i might pay for it, pray for it, but i sure
ain’t gonna beg

v3when you wake up,
in the mornin’, you’ll find out,
what it’s like to be free,
it’s gonna be a cold & grainy,
wake-up call baby ‘cause,
the coffeepot’s goin’ with me,
sit where you want to, get to know
those four gray walls, feel those
‘got what i asked for blues’
and the heartache overhaul