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Horace, Kansas — Wild Horse, Colorado
Wahhch conducía lo más deprisa posible por las carreteras de la mañana, yo observaba a través del parabrisas el desfile acelerado de las esponjosas nubes del cielo, Winona, sacando las piernas por la ventanilla de su puerta, cantaba a grito pelado:
Self sent a twister
A tearin’ after me
Gonna bust my house to splinters yes
An take all that’s dear to me
You say you saw it comin’ yeah
But still you did not flee
I was too weak I couldn’t move
Held by growth of a tree
An’ yes I fell upon that rock
I did not die jus’ badly broken
An’ in time my healin’ it will come yeah
By the words that he has spoken
I fell upon that rock