Mia, your voice more than I deserved,
your band a rare find.

Mia, that July night, I tried to record you,
two days before my birthday, on the 16th....

I still remember that day in ’92. I missed
the start of the Sam Cooke song.

Joe and Michelle, who was with me then,
went for beer. We stayed and played.

It was so strange how I found out about you.
Two years past you, I bought the Chicken.

The dedication on the rear struck me dumb,
and later I found it was true.

That very same night I bought it, I went to a concert.
There I met someone not seen for four years.

He told me that my fears were real,
he told me of your violent end.

He told me of rape and murder.

I am so haunted by Enter: The Conquering Chicken,
it is so close to what I recorded.

Mia, you are missed by those,
those you would not remember.

I was but a lonely engineer at a little head station,
but forever shall you be part of me, heard from KDVS.