What was it like, passenger side of that white pickup with the camper on top The smell of chlorine and tangerine skins all over the floor mats You never cleaned them up When it was done, we'd grab the dogs and take the 17 to the country store, Mountainaire Walking at night, those moonlit pines You know I saw a lot of faces but you were never scared How did it feel, turning the wheel, with no power steering, bet it made it worse Methadone games, are you ashamed? You know I wish you didn't hide it with all that hurt Why did it stop, throwing the ball across the street until a car came You always saw it first Change isn't free, I've got your knees I don't remember anytime when everything worked Where could I run, your only son, I'll carry you with me, the tower and the ghost Some things don't change, I cannot say what it means to know you love me You love me, Dad, I know