I Know It's Pathetic but that Was the Greatest Night of My Life - Sun Kil Moon

It was backstage in Moscow late one night

We shared a cigarette a kiss goodbye

Her name was Cayenne so young and soft

Her hands trembled badly her eyes

Trailed off

To bottles and objects around the room

My backup guitar a tray of food

We didn't have very much to say

She said that she'd come from some

Other place

A town called Troyskirt maybe Troysworth

I was pretty distracted packing my stuff

But I did make a point to ask her to stay

But she said she had friends that she had

To go see

Later that summer I picked up my mail

She sent me a letter with a touching detail

"I used up my minutes calling hotels

To find you that night but to no avail"

"I know it's pathetic " she continued to write

"But that was the greatest night of my life "