"Impala Dreams (Hope in Alabama)"
Twenty-four years of watching the fall and listening to that damn interstate. No one up there even knows she's here, and that's just the way Hope likes it. She's talking about when she used to play mini golf when she was little but Hope's memory is in the backseat of an impala that's been up on blocks since 1987. She waltzes with her lover who is not here to the music of an entirely different species. Hope gives interstate 59 the finger as sweet old route eleven floats us peacefully underneath it. She's well on her way.