Apparently nothing

It goes through
You don’t see me
It goes through just 3 chords

Cowboy up, D-A-G
Up the D shape
Across the cowboys
Across the divide

Buck up, it’s a verdant field
And azure skies

Or is it a houseboat with motorcycles
And a greasy dude selling me more than I want?
She made me touch the machine

Down and out
Across the divide

You said you were right
And you were right

Pause the music
Get out of the tent
The branch is burning

But it’s okay

It’s okay

I close my eyes
And enjoy the sweet of the cold night air
The glow of streetlights through my breath
The pitter of the rainfall

It’s going where it may
A day at a time