written 1.2.06 – 1.9.06

I suppose it's somewhat ironic that the last song on the album was the first song that I wrote in 2006.

I wrote the lyrics in about 10 minutes, but the chords came from some post-new year blues, written on the Johnson's out of tune piano in Michigan on January 2nd, and the concept for an epilogue for the album came an early morning when I was driving through the blustery Colorado cold to work at Starbucks. Ah, how very musician of me.

This song signifies closure and composure for me; we've been let go, and now it's our turn to let go. And we're going to be OK.


see the lyrics