Full moon on the rise
and Rose riding thru the desert nite
and I in the evening’s liteKathy gone to her home
and I’m alone
what is real?I wish her luck across the desert waste
and I’m sorry for the pain I give her
and, Kathy, so mixed up
leaves me confused as ever.gallagher
apr 21, 78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —