Remember when we'd sit
around an ol' fire
And you'd get your guitar
out to sing
We'd sing CCR Jersey Giant
Don't Look Back in Anger
Or anything by
Bruce Springsteen
Back when ol' Anna would
throw her ol' hands up
With her face framed
by the fire
And it got so late
We'd take hits from a joint
Mistake shootin' stars for
telephone wires
And now I've grown partial to
havin' a heart full of
memories I cannot bear
The girls in summer clothes
And Lord knows the soft scent
of her long dark
river-washed hair
And I think I might pack a
bag in the night
Find me some small town
out west
Start over find closure
And just say I'm sorry to that
sweet girl who tore off
that dress
The way the moon's crestin'
over green pines
Restin' next to that coastline
I rode
It made me think of you
in the dirt out in Santa Fe
And all of the good times
I stole
Remember when Shawn was
drunk quotin' Kerouac
Remember when Steve
quit the band
I don't know nothin'
But if I knew somethin'
I'd know that I've
helped all I can
I think it's about
time that I sever it
You've never looked more
needy or desperate
And I've never been
more worried about
The state of the world
angry girl
The time just stays passin'
I think of my dad
When the Army and Navy
game's on
And every night I wonder
if he's proud of the man
Who threw fists that late night
in his lawn
I don't like bein' famous
They tame you then paint you
as someone that
you've never been
And I'm p*ssed that my mama
can't see me singin'
For this crowd out in
deep Michigan
And I'll leave you with somethin
Don't leave with nothin'
Be safe on your long
drive home
There ain't nothin' in this
poor man's apartment
Apart from bein' alone
And I wish you were
around this time of year
Every time they drop that ball
Drinkin' parkin' lot beers
While the fire disappears
over Times Square and
Webster Hall