It begins like a Tom Waits ballad as Coe begins to sing from a barstool, offering a portrayal of himself trying to write the song in some gin mill and asking an imaginary waitress for a Jack Daniels and water, and a pencil with an eraser on it before stumbling, flubbing, and finding his way through a fond wish for those who dare to love not to give up, no matter how rough the breaks can be.