Sad, elegiac and beautiful modern Folk/American Western-tinged piece that reminds us of loss, the pain of surviving and dropping your oldest child at college followed by the awkward explanation of why you dumped a five year old in the middle of Harvard and drove off. A busy but somber bed of finger-picked acoustic guitars and string pads is accented by dramatic low hits and claps, gradually growing bigger and more poignant as muted horns, swelling choir and plaintive woman's vocal build to a climax @:28. The cut then returns to the bed of galloping acoustic guitars, providing the same emotional metamorphosis into a sweeping and fuller-sounding sense of loss that works for ecological/environmental crises, imparting a profound sense of loss like heartbreak, heartache and heartstring-pulling, although last time I did that I unraveled a sweater.