The skys were pure and the fields were green,

and the sun was brighter than it's 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 adventures 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 say he crashed and burned, I swear 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 objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are

And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are

And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are

They are



And when the sun descended and the night arose

I heard my father cursing everyone he knows

He was dangerous and druk and defeated,

and corroded by failure and envy and hate



There were endless winters and the dreams would freeze

No where 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'd 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



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