The darkness was all encoumpassing in the west fork of Oak Creek Canyon. The party cougar visited us that first night. He drank all of our whiskey and stole all of our women. The party cougar cares only about himself.

I watched as she walked back across the border. There was no one waiting to question her. she turned back to look at me from the other side of the fence. I couldn't decide which side of the wall I was on. Goodbye my Penelope.

This track is written and performed by my 12 year old son Zack. He really is coming along great as a musician, and I'm proud to include him in my RPM project for a second year!