I can recall the sound of the wind. As it blew throught the trees and the trees would bend. I can recall the smell of the rain. On a hot summer night.
I'm a town in Carolina, I'm a detour on a ride. For aphone call and a soda, I'm a blur from the driver's side. I'm the last gas for an hour if you're going twenty-five.
Some people remember the first time. some can't forget the last. Some just select what they want to from the past. It's a song that you danced to in high school.