To my broken heart, I had to tend
So South I went 'cross the Cumberland.
Near bottle bottom two of Shiraz
For my heart I did find a new cause.
Clock ticked slow until time froze
Clouds danced 'round 'til off I dozed.
There my empty soul was filled
Where scarlet rock met rolling hills.
There was no more for me to ponder
Where way down South was just up yonder.