Cowboy Junkies - First Recollection Lyrics
My first recollection is a day in decemberBlack iron steam engine covered in iceLike some precambrian monsterMoaning and snortingNothing was ever going to beat that beastIn a fair fightIve sat and watched the woodpilesGrow through the summerNow Im sitting, smelling summer burn through the fallWinters coming on, days getting drearyAnd Im thinking this is the seasonThat I leave you allIve heard a man in crisisFalls back on what he knows best,A murderer to murderA thief to theftAnd I dont want you to thinkThat this is some kind of deathbed confessionBut run is what I did when put to the testMy first recollection is a day in december747 tracing lines through the skyLike some old gypsy curseSilently preying upon the dreams of thoseWho jealously watch life pass byIve sat and watched my troublesPile through the summerNow Im sitting, hearing my youngest cryDown the hallWinters coming on, days getting drearyAnd Im thinking this is the seasonThat I leave you allIve heard that the son must bearThe burdens of the fatherBut its the daughter that is leftTo clean up the messAnd I dont want you to thinkThat Im asking for absolution,But run is what I did when put to the test
