'I Can't Be Like I Was Before'
I could vanish without a trace; never see another look on my face.
I know I’m far from home.
I’m here just to roam.
I have the satisfaction of knowing I’ll return home.
I park on the ridge along the highway and look down on Canajoharie.
Somewhere along the way,
time took all of the fear out of me.
I know where the Susquehanna starts to flow,
in the east it is called Jefferson,
in the north it is called Columbia Center.
I wanted you to be my wife,
I drove all night just to prove I’m alive.
I drove by the Tepee, something happened to me,
I haven’t been here since 1974,
A flood of memories opened the door,
I can’t be like I was before.
I can’t be like I was before.
I can’t be like I was before.
I can’t be like I was before.
I can’t be like I was before.
MPK 2012