Douglas
from: What Kind Of Brother
Written: 01/1996 I am occasionally forgetful in honoring those people who are closest to the center of my life. Doug Compton has been and continues to be one of my truest friends. After 20 years, I simply felt like I owed him a song. I also want to acknowledge my long-standing friendship with Brad Boute, Keith Lindell, and Matt Sieffert. Thanks, brothers. Here's to you.
Searching through memories and old photographs
From a time when the world seemed so small
Douglas and I were like brothers back then
We sure thought that we knew it all
They say once you leave you can never go back
Sometimes I've found this to be true
But tonight I will journey, at least in my mind
To my homeland, to renew
Hunting for crawfish out in Kent Creek
Hide and seek games in fields of corn
Landing in trouble for playing too rough
And getting our brand new clothes torn
Sitting in graveyards and watching the rain
Douglas would dare me to try
And tell all the tales that those grave markers told
As the lightning danced on in the sky
Home to the backyard adventures
Late nights with childhood friends
Facing the darkness with nothing but sticks
And each other to vanquish the wind
And when I reflect on that place in my heart
Where Douglas and I saved the world now and then
I know somehow it still remains in my soul
Though I shall not see it again
I talk on the phone to so many I've known
Loved ones, some near and some far
I carry a piece of them always with me
Shining as bright as the stars
When Douglas says he will be a father quite soon
It's then I think I realize
That the battles we fought and the lessons we were taught
Will live on through another child's eyes
That the battles we fought and the lessons we were taught
Will live on through another child's eyes
Searching through memories and old photographs
From a time when the world seemed so small
Douglas and I were like brothers back then
We sure thought that we knew it all
They say once you leave you can never go back
Sometimes I've found this to be true
But tonight I will journey, at least in my mind
To my homeland, to renew
Hunting for crawfish out in Kent Creek
Hide and seek games in fields of corn
Landing in trouble for playing too rough
And getting our brand new clothes torn
Sitting in graveyards and watching the rain
Douglas would dare me to try
And tell all the tales that those grave markers told
As the lightning danced on in the sky
Home to the backyard adventures
Late nights with childhood friends
Facing the darkness with nothing but sticks
And each other to vanquish the wind
And when I reflect on that place in my heart
Where Douglas and I saved the world now and then
I know somehow it still remains in my soul
Though I shall not see it again
I talk on the phone to so many I've known
Loved ones, some near and some far
I carry a piece of them always with me
Shining as bright as the stars
When Douglas says he will be a father quite soon
It's then I think I realize
That the battles we fought and the lessons we were taught
Will live on through another child's eyes
That the battles we fought and the lessons we were taught
Will live on through another child's eyes
© 1996 Joe Jencks