Soft Shoulder Video (MV)

I don't keep much stuff around
I value my portability
But I will say that I have saved every letter
You ever wrote to me
The one you left on my windshield
Outside of the motel
Is in the pocket of my old gig bag
From back when life was more soft shelled

Letters littered with little lewd pictures
Drawn by the ghost of Woody Guthrie
Who would use your big thick hand
Just to draw one two for me
And I think of your letters as love letters
Which is how I think of songs
In that it is the writing of these things
That tend to carry us along
And I dance to one of your old tunes
With my true love on our wedding day
And your voice sang the way my heart would sing
That finally knew just what to say

Two people pulled over on the same night
To look up at the same stars
They both found their wheels
Were spinning in a soft shoulder
When they got back into their cars
They missed fate's appointed rendezvous
And then a whole lot of time went by
And finally they were done worshiping
The landscape and they put down their hands
And moved into the sky
And they had barely said hello
And it was time to say goodbye

Goodbye