Hector was reading a book called Debt Outside of a San Bernadino

I said “That could be a useful one for me.”

He said, “I’m heading to haul some tractors From tomato season up to beat season But with my back and knee problems

It’s the trucking I can still do.”

Hmm

He feels a pain in his side by his liver “Just hard living,” he said.

But what he meant was that living Had got harder.

I would give anything

I would give anything

I would give anything to Run it all back.

When you’re on the road so much

It all runs in reverse

Some memories just feel like a curse.

“Why were we in that neighborhood

And why didn’t I take better care of my boy.

We were living up in Oakland my ex and my boy Was 11 then.

I left them went out to get something at Walgreens. When I came back there sirens.

A neighbor said something

Happened to your son.

There was a car chase and the shooting had just begun When my boy had gone to the window to see.

I would give anything

I would give anything

I would give anything to Run it all back.

He was in a coma for a week

Started over.

With special help, he graduated with his GED

But why were we in that neighborhood And why didn’t I take better care

I would give anything

I would give anything

I would give anything to Run it all back.

We met up back in Los Angeles. I met his son and his ex.

He pulled Angelo into his neck He said, “This is my boy.

And I’m so proud of him.”