driving to the lake
a day for sailing boats
chase is in the back 
ron is in the front
julie's at the wheel
she's wearing julie's clothes

ron works at the garage
julie works at the bank
chase he has
a crippling disease
he's only eight
and he tugs on julie's clothes

ron left work at noon
julie packed her bags
they packed a lunch
of cake and punch
their swimming suits
and other parts of julie's clothes

veering off the road
the car burst into flames
witnesses claim
they had no chance
they highway lanes
were strewn with julie's clothes

drifting in the wind
ignited gasoline
and burning socks
and linen shorts
i'm looking for a skirt
while picking up julie's clothes

i remember you
in starkest black and white
the way you held
that boy so tight
with ron's head cracked
i thought you'd never go