I always thought that this song resonated in a rising morning sun. It takes me back to Nashville, when I would take my son, Paul, to school en route to my work downtown. I'd peek over at him while I played this music, to see how it was affecting my boy on the outside. But, it's the inside that matters.
Didn't people die every day that you did whatever it was that you did before the day that you died? All while the uncomfortable truth emerged and whispered that you made no good goddamn difference, while the others stress to burnish into new time the lie that says that even that has got to stand good for something, even if, in truth, it was good for absolutely nothing.