August, 1976

I had to call you
 From this motel room tonight
 For 40 years I've held on to my biggest lie
 I never did see a big white light up in the sky
 I couldn't hold on to this feeling if I tried
 I thought we'd make a buck
 Do the TV thing real good
 Say we lost track of time
 Make up some junk about firewood
 I didn't think I'd call
 From Missouri all alone
 We're no longer friends
 So now I wanna let you know
 We were just college kids
 With a bunch of hash
 Out there fishing near the Allagash
 The money never did come rolling in for us
 They all went on with life
 Wait, I didn't call you just to fuss
 Oh I'm not some agent,
 Patsy or a pawn this time
 I didn't meet no entities
 Their depictions aren't mine
 I know it's a lot to call before you go to bed
 We had a falling out
 Not much more can be said
 Oh, I didn't want to argue about anomalies
 But I can truly tell you,
 It didn't happen there to me
 Because we were just college kids
 With a bunch of hash
 Out there fishing near the Allagash
 Young painters with some active minds
 We were bonded
 But I've left it all behind
 And that you can print
 Oh, that's all you can print