Looking back today at songs I wrote in this notebook:
They were all for you.
Looking back today at a history of forty pages.

This will be the last one.

I've been digging this grave long enough

I've been hung up on your smile.
But if I lift my head up high enough:
I can see for miles and miles.


Looking up today at the sun-stained hills of the western slope.
I won't look back again.

Driving north today back to the streets of old Fort Collins.
Tonight I'm home with all my friends.


$#&@ no, I won't miss you.
I've got some other %#@! to do.
God damn, it's about time for me to get on with my life

Dust off your shoes son.
We're going out to have some fun.
It's all good now.