[Spoken word Female] First day at the lodge, I saw you— Tie-dye shirt, wild eyes, barefoot in the grass. [Spoken Word Baritone Male] You looked like you’d climbed every trail in the park, But you still smiled like it was all brand new. You asked if I wanted to hike, I said, “I know all the best ways up.” You led me past waterfalls and wildflowers, I tried to keep up. (Chorus – Both) Forty-five summers ago, Under Glacier’s sky, We chased the sun, Didn’t ask why. [Spoken Word Baritone Male] Your dad was a teacher— You called home every night. [Spoken word Female] You hummed Neil Young by the campfire, Said, “This is what freedom feels like.” We watched the sunrise, Shared secrets by the lake. Carved our names in aspen bark, Promised never to break. (Chorus – Both) Forty-five summers ago, Under Montana’s sky, We chased the sun, Didn’t ask why. [Spoken word Female] We hitchhiked west, But Montana was always home. [Spoken Word Baritone Male] We said goodbye, But I knew you’d never be gone. Still walking hand in hand, Still chasing stars across this land.
