Tomorrow
When the farm boys
Find this freak
Of nature
They will wrap his body in
Newspaper
And carry him to the museum
But tonight he is Alive
But tonight he is Alive
And in the North Field
With his mother
It is a perfect
Summer Evening
The moon
Rises over the orchard
The wind in the grass
But tonight he is Alive
Tonight he is Alive
Tonight he is Alive
Tonight he is Alive
And as he stares
Into the sky
There are twice as many Stars
As usual