Life in Kentucky has
worn out its charm--
The South and the North, the black and white
Have merged somehow in my head tonight
Inside some simple-minded country song.
This year, they say,
the moon eclipsed the sun,
And in my heart, my love, I feel it too,
Walking these streets alone--drunk and numb--
Watching the mating games of mindless youth.
Yet it's a miracle
that I still go on--
Undaunted and still resolute to fight--
In this small town, in this lonely night--
Intoxicated by my love for you.
February 28, 1998