How about no and read the whole god damn thing. Also I can't post a link because it's an email stratfor sends out to it's readers. Just go to their website and sign up to get them as well.
Every time I think I smell that sweet southern Rain
It takes me to a station on a long black train
I want to hear the wind blow feel the earth move below me
In spite of all the good times I gotta to rest my soul
I’m gone Yes I’m gone
Gone to Carolina where I know that I belong
Yes I’m gone Yes...