Lost Creek

I felt like somebody somewhere could see My dad and Russell running through the woods of Lost Creek Oh it's a shame Jessica never got clean You know the last time I saw her was honestly awful for me Lately on Sundays he started to sleep Trading in on your fathers theology I know you loved him but not equally To your big tent revival ministry That never really turned out to be worth much of anything You're gonna die with that ego, you never fly, he never sleeps A vacated board room with wine on the whitest teeth The guiltiest movements that ponder if secrets can keep You say you love me but if you could see That the payday that comes when you touch me Never really turns out to be worth much of anything The problem will resurface eventually I felt like somebody somewhere could see My dad and Russell playing with my cousin and me Do you know how to get back to Lost Creek? To that house in the forest where laughter came innocently Back when no problems surfaced and we learned eventually