Love sings a song as she sails through the sky / The water looks bluer through her pretty eyes / And everyone knows it whenever she flies / And also when she comes down (The Avett Brothers)

Nothing can change / Without your say / And life can go on / No matter what they all say (Micah P. Hinson)

I like my town with a little drop of poison / Nobody knows, they’re lining up to go insane / I’m all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter / But I feel much cleaner after it rains (Tom Waits)