[ Featuring the Moaners ]
Slowly disappear in my rearview
For the first time in days the sky was clear
Front range clouds on the horizon
Bad reflection of love left melting in snow capped mountains
All alone and stoned
On a long Kansas road
And pinin' for Colorado
Back on the road goin nowhere slow
And pinin' for Colorado
Coming down from mountain majesty
A warm wind flees a western storm
Strong currents run in high places
And heaven opens wide this close to the sky
