[male
vocals] (
Slow,
mournful
pedal
steel
guitar
fades
in
over
a
steady,
subdued
acoustic
guitar
strum)
I’
ve
got
a
framed
diploma
hanging
on
a
drywall
crack
It
says
I’
m
capable
of
things,
but
there’
s
no
turning
back
My
pockets
are
as
empty
as
a
dry
creek
bed
in
June
Just
humming
to
the
rhythm
of
a
lonesome
prairie
moon
Knox
Frank
Chipweti,
that’
s
the
name
I
carry
round
A
man
with
all
the
answers,
but
my
feet
are
on
the
ground
I
studied
all
the
logic,
read
the
books
until
they
frayed
But
none
of
them
could
teach
me
how
to
keep
the
debts
unpaid.
Oh,
the
degrees
don't
pay
the
rent
when
love
walks
out
the
door
And
the
pride
I
hold
inside
don't
matter
anymore
I’
m
rich
in
heavy
lessons,
but
I’
m
broke
in
every
way
Watching
all
the
promises
just
slowly
fade
to
gray
Yeah,
I’
m
a
smart
man
drowning
in
the
dust
of
yesterday
Just
another
heartbreak
story
that
the
wind
will
blow
away.
She
looked
at
me
with
pity
through
the
window
of
her
car
Said, "
Knox,
you’
re
chasing
shadows,
you’
re
reaching
for
a
star"
I
tried
to
quote
the
poets,
tried
to
reason
with
the
ache
But
you
can’
t
fix
a
spirit
that’
s
already
started
to
break
I’
ve
got
a
mind
for
numbers,
calculated
every
cost
But
I
never
found
the
formula
for
everything
I’
ve
lost
It’
s
a
cruel
kind
of
irony,
the
smartest
fool
in
town
Watching
as
the
life
I
built
comes
crashing
slowly
down.
Oh,
the
degrees
don't
pay
the
rent
when
love
walks
out
the
door
And
the
pride
I
hold
inside
don't
matter
anymore
I’
m
rich
in
heavy
lessons,
but
I’
m
broke
in
every
way
Watching
all
the
promises
just
slowly
fade
to
gray
Yeah,
I’
m
a
smart
man
drowning
in
the
dust
of
yesterday
Just
another
heartbreak
story
that
the
wind
will
blow
away.
They
say
that
knowledge
is
the
power,
that
it
sets
the
prisoner
free
But
it
hasn’
t
unlocked
nothing
but
this
hollow
part
of
me
If
I
could
trade
this
parchment
for
a
night
before
you
left
I’
d
burn
the
books
and
start
again,
with
nothing
but
the
depth
Of
holding
on
to
something
real,
instead
of
what
I
know
But
lessons
come
too
late,
and
that’
s
the
hardest
way
to
grow. (
Slow,
weeping
pedal
steel
melody
accompanied
by
sparse,
rhythmic
acoustic
guitar
picking)
Oh,
the
degrees
don't
pay
the
rent
when
love
walks
out
the
door
And
the
pride
I
hold
inside
don't
matter
anymore
I’
m
rich
in
heavy
lessons,
but
I’
m
broke
in
every
way
Watching
all
the
promises
just
slowly
fade
to
gray
Yeah,
I’
m
a
smart
man
drowning
in
the
dust
of
yesterday
Just
another
heartbreak
story
that
the
wind
will
blow
away.
Yeah,
the
dust
of
yesterday...
Just
a
smart
man
with
a
broken
heart,
Knox
Frank
Chipweti...
Learning
how
to
let
you
go. (
Pedal
steel
fades
into
the
distance,
ending
on
a
final,
resonant
acoustic
guitar
chord)