So lonesome you don’t even say hello / And no one seems to understand / So come one kid, join the crowd / Of those who only fit where we ain’t allowed / Out on the streets feelin’ blue / You got a hole in your soul where the wind blows through (Bob Neuwirth / Peter Case)
Are we going to find each other / In this great big dark of night? / I’ve been walking in circles / A new start and a new place to live / Saturday morning on Sunday street / How I long to be there (Gary Louris & Mark Olson)
I passed up the station for the bus / I was trying to find me something / But I wasn’t sure just what / Man I ended up with pockets full of dust (Ryan Adams)