From the album The Wake
This is a love song where someone has already lost the fight. Vance sings about a future together while admitting he can't make it happen now, turning romantic promises into something closer to a goodbye letter. The more he describes the life he wants, the clearer it becomes he's describing something that won't arrive.
Might take a little bit of time to get the wheels in motion / But when we get there, baby, everything will be alright
He is asking her to move from Texas to be with him, but the vague timeline gives the whole thing away. When someone says it will take time to get the wheels in motion, they are buying time they don't actually have. The reassurance lands like doubt.
But know that I'm no longer waiting on a sign / I got sick and I got tired of shouting 'bout it
The past-tense phrasing here is doing all the work. He is not waiting anymore, which sounds decisive until you realize waiting is over because the relationship is over. The shouting already happened. This is the aftermath.
Time's a little bit like a Tarantino movie / Sometimes the beginning is the end
The Tarantino line reframes the whole song. If the beginning is the end, then all his promises about waking up together are actually about something that already failed. He is singing from the wrong side of the timeline, which makes every future-tense lyric hurt backwards.
I want to wake up with you beside me every morning / Fall asleep beside you every night / But I know I'm gonna see you when I see you at the right time
The title phrase works like a trap. It sounds hopeful until you hear it as resignation. Seeing someone at the right time means not seeing them now, which means this whole fantasy he is describing is just that. The cowboy-movie imagery earlier makes it worse because it is so clearly invented, not real.
The song ends on a phrase that sounds like hope but functions as a white flag. Seeing her at the right time means he has already accepted this is not it. The whole thing is a love song structured like a eulogy.