The skies were pure and the fields
were green and the sun was brighter
than its ever been When I grew up
with my best friend Kenny we were
close as any brothers that you ever
knew
It was always summer and the
future called We were ready for
adventure and we wanted them all
and there was so much left to dream
and so much time to make it real
But I can still recall the sting
of all the tears when he was gone
They said he crashed and burned
I know I'll never learn why any
boy should die so young
We were racing We were soldiers
of fortune We got in trouble
But we sure got around There are
times I think I see him peeling
out of the dark I think he's right
behind me now and he's gaining ground
But it was long ago and it was far
away Oh God it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway Then
the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror
may appear closer than they are
And when the sun descended and
the night arose I heard my father
cursing everyone he knows He
was dangerous and drunk and defeated
and corroded by failure and envy
and hate
There were endless winters and
the dreams would freeze Nowhere
to hide and no leaves on the trees
And my father's eyes were blank
as he hit me again and again and again
I know I still believe he never
let me leave I had to run away alone
So many threats and fears So many
wasted years before my life became
my own
And though the nightmares should
be over some of the terrors are
still intact I'll hear that ugly
coarse and violent voice and then
he grabs me from behind and then
he pulls me back!
But it was long ago and it was far
away Oh God it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway then
the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror
may appear closer than they are
There was a beauty living on
the edge of town And she always
put the top up and the hammer down
And she taught me everything I'll
ever know about the mystery and
the muscle of love
The stars would glimmer and the
moon would glow I'm in the back
seat with my Julie like a Romeo
And the signs along the highway
all said Caution! Kids, At play!
Those were the rights of spring
and we did everything There was
salvation every night We got our
dreams reborn And our upholstery
torn But everything we tried was
right
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
I'll probably never know where she
disappeared But I can see her rising
up out of the back seat now
Just like an angel rising up from a
tomb
But it was long ago and it was far
away Oh God it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway then
the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror
may appear closer than they are
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
I'll never know where she disappeared
But I can see her rising up out
of the back seat now |
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