Nico’s Red Truck

Pouring rain, it's pouring rain out
I'm afraid I might forget
What if the good memories start to fade out?
Things change, yeah
But I get flashes of home now and then
In my head
Do you remember my Civic?
Dark green, dark green
With tan seats, tan seats and no AC
It was sweet to me

I had a wide angle, smile and a mouth full of gold
Candy eyes, candle eyes burning bright down the road
Through Carolina, warm air Carolina

Slowly, yeah
Days get grayed out
What if I can't fix my head
What if I can't fix my head now
I don't wanna forget us with

The wide angle smile and a mouth full of gold
Candy eyes, candle eyes burning bright down the road
Through Carolina, warm air Carolina
I had a wide angle smile and mouth full of gold
Candy eyes, candle eyes burning bright down the road
Through Carolina, warm air Carolina
Ninety-five, ninety-five, ninety

I found a photograph, all faded and bunched
I had a camo hat, leaning on a red truck
On Nico's red truck
He moved to Baltimore City, then he moved to Philly
We don't speak much, the last year's been so busy
I can't keep up, the years move by so quickly
I can't keep up (I can't keep up)

I rode my bike to the YMCA
Got my first pay-check from working the day-care
It got wet, 'cause it rained on the way back
But I loved the smell, so I just inhaled
I stopped in a field for a minute when night fell
The big moon burned and the rim of the bike wheel
Was white from reflecting
I don't wanna forget the way it felt
One summer, hot, slow, wet
I had a wide angle smile in these pictures that you took

It's strange, I forget that's how I looked
It's strange how much can change in just a short time
It's strange I'm getting older, I'm afraid
I found photograph all faded and bunched
I had a camo hat, leaning on a red truck
On my friend's red truck
On my friend's red truck