Track 5 of the album Last Light on 40 · 2020
Stopped at a Quarter to Nine
“My daddy's watch stopped in a motel room with the hands at a quarter to nine, and I've kept it in the van ever since. This is the saddest one I've written.”
rock ballad · melancholy rock · family ballad · 3:56
Lyrics
My daddy's watch stopped in a motel room Hands stuck at a quarter to nine Glass all cracked from a dashboard fall Somewhere past the Texas line I took it to a man in a Barstow shop He turned it over twice Said, son, I can fix the springs and gears But I can't give you back the time So it's stopped at a quarter to nine And I'm still rolling down the line Can't wind it back, can't make it mine But I'll wear it close and let it shine Time's a river, time's a road I carry what I'm given, and I carry the load He wore it forty years on a hauler's wrist Through the snow and the desert heat Now it keeps one moment, still as a stone When he handed me the keys to his seat So it's stopped at a quarter to nine And I'm still rolling down the line Can't wind it back, can't make it mine But I'll wear it close and let it shine Time's a river, time's a road I carry what I'm given, and I carry the load Maybe it ain't broken, maybe it's just done Counting what it came to count Now I count the miles by the morning sun And the ones who still hold on So it's stopped at a quarter to nine And I'm still rolling down the line Can't wind it back, can't make it mine But I'll wear it close and let it shine Time's a river, time's a road I carry what I'm given, and I carry the load Quarter to nine, quarter to nine Still keeping time with me