I Strain To Hear, But

You Do Right By Me, I'll Show You A Life Most Suckers Can't Even Dream Of.

I Am Further Back, Surrounded On All Sides By Wailing Men, Their Faces Shiny With Tears. Uncle Al Promised Three Dollars And A Bottle Of Canadian Whiskey To The Man Who Puts On The Best Show. You've Never Seen Such Grief-- Even The Dogs Were Howling.

I Strain To Hear, But My Old Ears, For All Their Obscene Hugeness, Pick Up Nothing But Snippets.

I Think There Is Just A Vein Of Humanity That Really Loves Animals And Really Loves To Read About Them.

Is Where You're From The Place You're Leaving Or Where You Have Roots?