“Coming To See You” is told from the perspective of an old man journeying to visit his estranged wife somewhere in the frozen north—Montana or South Dakota, perhaps. The song follows this stubborn, flawed man as he struggles to mend a fractured relationship: his car won’t start, and he keeps making mistakes along the way. In the final verse, the truth is revealed that he’s actually headed to her grave. It’s a poignant meditation on regret and the difficult process of learning to move on.

Personnel:
Rosy Nolan: vocals, acoustic guitar
Julian McClanahan: fiddle
Billy Lupton: mandolin
Ryan Posner: double bass
Jim Doyle: drums
Maesa Pullman: backing vocals
Produced by Rosy Nolan
Co-Producers: Heather Anne Lomax and Jason Hiller
Engineered, Mixed, and Mastered by Jason Hiller at Electrosound Recordings (Los Angeles, CA)
© & ℗ 2025 Rosy Nolan / Treble in Mind Music (ASCAP)
all rights reserved

Lyrics

Get up and go
These muscles are sore
The cold has frozen the morning dew
The icicles crack
And the roads are so black
But I’m coming to see you

There’s chains on my tires
And chains of desire
Pulling me closer and closer to you
Cold hands, warm heart
And a truck that barely starts
And I’m coming to see you

I heard there’s a storm on the way
Filling the sky with all shades of grey

An old picture of you
Hanging from my rearview
A blanket in the back where I first held you
I know I did it wrong
I turned my back when you were gone
Now, I’m coming to see you

I heard there’s a storm on the way
Filling the sky with all shades of grey
I heard there’s a storm on the way

Under the white oak
Fresh soil tear soaked
The lupines attract the Karner blue
Well, they said to move on
Get on track ‘cause you were gone
And I told them, I’m coming to see you

I heard there’s a storm on the way
Filling the sky with all shades of grey
I heard there’s a storm on the way