dear nick

dear nick
i lost your hat in amsterdam
i lost a girl same damm day
we'd been on the road since hong kong
had a lot of smiles on those miles
but our patience was wearing thin


we drank some russian standard
and got to arguing
when we got to camp our stuff was gone
when i woke up the next morning so was she
we lost our cool
and i lost your hat in amsterdam

dear cam
i lost your scarf in mongolia
it had been good
and kept me warm on the steppes
but when i got on the train to russia
your scarf had found a new home

dear dad
i lost your pocketknife in victoria
lost my first girl that very same night
ivory and brass and carved all to hell
i was leaving so we got to drinking
woke up in a cell and your pocketknife was gone

dear mom
i lost my glasses of the watertaxi wharf
you were so mad we went back to look
i dove in the water for an hour and a half
but they were still gone and i was white as a ghost
so they stayed on the bottom that day

dear dion
i gave your dawson creek jersey to chief
the sleeves were gone in thailand
and it really made him smile
we were in norway it had been on enough summits
it reminds him of home and hockey and you

your honor
i lost my cool when i punched that cop
but he was a dick and i can't take it back
i broke his nose and didn't give a damm
so you gave me six months and i learned my lesson
I kept my cool the next time i got mad

dear julia
i lost your heart in amsterdam
it wasn't right the way we were going
but when i think of the miles i can still smile
i know you cried but remember the alps
and the trains and the planes and the miles

dear nick
i lost your hat
and cams scarf
and my cool
ands some hearts
but that's life
and i can still make you smile