there is something i have found
in the hush of the quieting sounds.
on the falling of dusk
and the chirping of crickets
and the slowing fading distance
of this world that's spinning 'round.
it's spinning upright and then upside down,
and as the night bends to cover the day with her kisses.
it's like a lover's benediction
that i'm sending to you now.
if it can reach past the streets of this town,
then you might hear the voice of a heart that's been lifted
by the song the night has given.

buenas noches from nacogdoches.
from me and from every star God lit in the heart
of the heavens that hang over texas.
may your dreams find you in a tangle of fine spanish angels
whose halos are bright yellow roses.
buenas noches.

so this is no lullaby
that i send on the wings of this night.
wings that flutter as silent as goldenrods blooming.
bursting from bud into beauty
in a way I can't describe.
in a way that's so changing my life.
that the holds that once held me
have all now been loosened.
and I can hear the music.

buenas noches from nacogdoches.
from me and from every star God lit in the heart
of the heavens that hang over texas.
may your dreams find you in a tangle of fine spanish angels
whose halos are bright yellow roses.
buenas noches.

--"buenas noches from nacogdoches" kid brothers of st. frank