[Instrumental] --- On the night of departure, the house is quiet. A low organ chord hangs in the room. The guitar enters hesitantly, reaching for a note it cannot quite hold. Suitcase in hand, a traveler walks through town. Each step grows steadier as the lights of home fall behind. One pause. One last look back. Then the walk continues. The night train pulls away. A slide guitar cries like a distant whistle, and the rhythm gathers weight beneath it. The quiet gives way to thick fuzz and the relentless pulse of wheels on rails. Beyond the window, the landscape is unfamiliar. The melody from the opening returns, higher now, its uncertain bend finally finding its note. The traveler still has no answers about what lies ahead, but settles into the seat as the train carries on.
