This is the latter half of Open Sky, a ballad influenced by the older style of Bob dylan (see below)

Lyrics

I want to tell you a story, All about a lonely man who, Has had his share of troubles and worry, ‘Cause he’s not that much different from you, I worked on old Ormistan’s farm, We were kids and we wanted to fly, Then he died and he left all his farmland, Under an open sky, With the passage of each changing season, Our lost loved ones have bid us goodbye, I have more than ten thousand good reasons, To sing by the River of Time, These waters are rapidly rising, And they’ll swallow us up alive, And I’ll follow the sun ‘till it blinds me, Until all of my time has run dry, Saw a stranger sneak in through a window, He said that he couldn’t find the key, Caught a glimpse of his fading shadow, And I realized the stranger is me, A young woman was fond of forgiving, And she told me she didn’t have a clue, As to what were her reasons for living, And I realized that the woman is you, No one knows what’s behind the dark curtain, All we know is a mountain of lies, As the darkness descends to embrace me, under an open sky…