Black Wendesday

I don't think there's something wrong with me
or the circles that I'm walking in
My heart skips a beat
every time the telephone starts ringing
If I had only been more awake
I could have seen at least another half-second
of you looking back
Black Wednesday
A pale crescent moon hangs over Louisville tonight
and searchlights reach for the sky
It's the same sky that blankets Poland this morning
where it's 7 in the morning.
I'm aware it's 7 in the morning
Black Wednesday