One day I went out exploring in Willcox and in the same day I saw all of the places mentioned in this song: Train tracks, a gigantic abandoned warehouse and a historic cemetery filled with cactus and sand. It was a very lonely time in my life and well, it's not surprising that a song came out.

I wrote the majority of this song in early 2018, but was having some trouble finishing it. At that time, I was working at a community arts center in Willcox, AZ and we booked a lot of guest artists to come through and perform in our space. This was great for me because I got to meet a lot of traveling musicians personally who were traveling and making a living doing what they loved. One time a duo named Bettman and Halpin came through and they were just exceptionally cool people and great musicians. I asked them to listen to a couple of my songs and give me feedback on them, and they were instrumental in helping me get this one put together.

Still, it took me a couple of years to get around to implementing all their suggestions and finally making a recording. That's why I've backdated this song to April 2018 even though I recorded it in Feb 2020.

V1

This may be the last song
That I will ever write
I may even stop in mid-verse
And fade off into the night

And no one will ever hear this
And no one will ever know
Which way
Did I go?


V2

I find myself in a dying place
A town that hates itself
That wishes it was empty
Or that it was somewhere else

I stood out beside the railroad
As a train came rushing by
Anxious to get to somewhere that existed
Funny; so was I


CHORUS

And I thought
If I hopped
on
If I hopped
on
I could be
Gone
I could be
gone
If I hopped
on
If I hopped
on
I could be
Gone
I could be
gone



V3

I found an old warehouse
Several stories high; doors gaping wide
Reaching out in vain
For something to hold inside

I walked through the old cemetery
Covered in sand and abandoned by time
Illegible tombstones of forgotten unknowns
Don't let one of them be mine.


I hear the railway calling...


CHORUS

If I hop
On
If I hop
On
Then I'll be
Gone
Then I'll be gone
I could hop
on
I could hop
on
And I'd be
gone
And I'd be
gone



V4

This may be the last song
That I will ever write
I may turn to dust as I finish
And drift off into the night

And no one will ever hear this
And no one will care or will know
Where, oh where...
Did I go?

Where did I go?


If I hop
On
If I hop
On
I could be
Gone
I will be gone
Hop
on
I if hopped
on
I would be...
Oh I see.
I'm already....