Outset of the Breeze

Got a dog sleeping underneath the steering wheel

A bed laid out in the back with my guitar

Single crate of records riding shotgun

Beneath the eastern panhandle stars

I pushed my luck through a minefield

Rode it to the edge of a mountaintop

Used it as a vessel in whitewater

And when it went down, I was cast upon the rock

I been tired of standing in the doorway

But I couldn't stand to let it shut on me

You can visit anytime while I'm away

I heard that wayward wind blowing through the trees

And I went looking for the outset of the breeze

Between up-all-nights and bad tattoos and tall boys

Trapping possums for the local restaurants

Waiting around for love to come and find me

And all the crossties that a restless soul could want

I didn't save a solitary dollar

'Cause I never thought I'd ever have enough

To ever quit whatever I was doing

Which, as it turns out, wasn't very much

I been tired of standing in the doorway

But I couldn't stand to let it shut on me

You can visit anytime while I'm away

I heard that wayward wind blowing through the trees

And I went looking for the outset of the breeze