Somethings Coming

Light came through the window slow Like it had somewhere better it could go But it chose this room, it chose right here Second cup of something warm I didn't chase this feeling down It walked right in and sat down Something's coming, I can tell Not because I earned it — just because No alarm set, nowhere to run Just the day unfolding one by one Ready feels like borrowed clothes That somehow fit me now I didn't chase this feeling down It walked right in and sat down Something's coming, I can tell Not because I earned it — just because Call it grace or call it luck Call it nothing if you want The open road didn't ask me If I'd paid my dues Just because Just because