Sunday night despair
Emptiness within
Janey had a baby
Wasn't any sin

I still like Cathedrals
For instance, Spain and France
She and I in 86
I take her to the dance

I drift, I drift toward death
September When It Comes
Purple Rain
Rattle and Hum

My sons are growing older
Gotta see them through
My Irish eyes are green
But I'm Carolina blue

                        Y tu?