I wrote this all on capo 2 just ’cause i knew it would intrigue you, yeah. I sure hope it will do. And i’ll bear this all out on my sleeve in the hopes that maybe you won’t leave. I’ve got it bad, you see. I know you’ve got to find your soul, maybe somewhere on that open...

Watch the last hill of new york set on the horizon all the trees that gave to the ground i was made on disappear in my rearview. And i kiss it all goodbye and i hold you all inside as i set off toward my life. I am not claiming i can fly. But if i cut this rope and try one day i could say...