The third and final track in my interrupted overlooked horses trilogy. From wild to weird. The horses, that is. The song itself is a straightforward but thoroughly lovely Neil Young-esque acoustic strum of introspection:
When I feel like I’m fucked up
I don’t know if the stars have been stuck up
and somewhere behind time has snuck up
Just when you think it might be on the way out without having left much of an impact, in swings a trademark Fannies fuzzy guitar solo: despite barely extending beyond an initial two note melody it lifts the song before giving way perfectly for the final chorus.