«When our column advanced,
And we saw what we'd done
We were sure that we could never
Tell the folks back home,»
Said my father to me.
I had just turned sixteen,
And we were walking
From my school to his apartment alone.
And he said,
«You'd think the world you're in
Would always remain,
But some worlds can just disappear.
Some worlds you enter just for seconds at a time,
And some last until you're forgiven.»
When my mother and me
Take the drive into town,
I can't tell if she's lost in thought
Or lost where we are.
She turns the radio to 92 Star
Where Ronnie Milsap sings
What he would not have missed it for,
And she says, «What do you think
You're gonna do with your life?»
And I say «You've got to teach me to drive.»
She just laughs at that and musses my hair
And says, «Kid you're lucky to be alive»