Written by D. Oettinger, this performance by Helen Sventitsky is different from any version we'd recorded --& is better

An instrumental from We Closed

About a less costly time.

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.

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.