From the recording What They Say Ain't True
Lyrics by Kent Nickerson
Music and arrangement by Kent Nickerson, Josh Flenniken, Pierre Lefebvre, and Chris Russell
Josh Flenniken: Guitar and Vocals
Pierre Lefebvre: Bass
Kent Nickerson: Lead Vocals and Guitar
Chris Russell: Drums, Percussion, and Vocals
Recorded at Nightsound Studios | Carrboro, NC
with Glenn Schwartz, Chris Wimberley, and Kei Mizobuchi
Mixed and Mastered by Bob Giovannetti at Crystal Pig Recording Studios | Alpha, NJ
Lyrics
Hope you remember the time we spent out west touring the National Parks
You said mother earth was showing us all of her deepest scars
You were only 10 or 11 and still thought of me as dad
We hiked the canyon lands and rode ATVs around Moab
Somewhere out there under desert skies, everything was perfect for a moment and I hope you remember that time
Things went south right after I passed out and wrecked the truck
A DUI, a fucked-up back, and a cycle of worsening luck
Vicodin led to Percocet and Oxy led to heroin
They take away visitation rights when you don’t have a place to live
Somewhere out there under desert skies, everything was perfect for a moment and I hope you remember that time
In between rehab trips, I caught some of your high school games
I knew better than to push my luck when you started calling me James
Held out hope for both of us, but I knew you’d be alright
Your momma didn’t raise no fool. Wish I could say the same about mine
Somewhere out there under desert skies, everything was perfect for a moment and I hope you remember that time
My sister says your mother told her you’re a daddy now
I hope little Madison makes you half as proud
As I was of you way back when we hiked around the National Parks
I hope she never has to see any of your deepest scars
Somewhere out there under desert skies, everything was perfect for a moment and I hope you remember that time