Still, the strength of the CD, which risks blurring together with a zillion other roots albums, comes from moments of complication in the lyrics. "Shelter From the Storm" (She is his springtime in the winter/He is her shelter in the storm), from another veteran KC guitarist, Phil Neal, starts out as a Mellencamp tale of suburban boy and small-town girl but ends with the couple holding onto each other for comfort amid the uncertainties of hearing their grown children laugh at what Dad and Mom don't understand. Neal's "Drumbeat of War," a Phil Ochs anthem-in-waiting, laments the sons and daughters dying in the desert but states bluntly, It's quite a sacrifice they're making for me and you. Two songs, including Osburn's bittersweet "Fool for You," loll in the solace of just curling up on the sofa. Rockhill somehow captures divan rock and roll the point in the evening when you wonder exactly where the fuck it went.