Well, I’m going down the railroad track / Gonna take my rocking chair / If these doggone blues don’t leave my mind / I’m gonna run away from here (The Earls of Leicester)

The night now, it’s as dark as the crows / That call me in the discernment above … / Still they won’t let me be / Two hearts gone black and blue / Oh they wont let me be … closer to you (Gregory Alan Isakov)

And I sometimes feel foolish / Staying up late / Tryining to squeeze some life / Out of books and records /  Filling the gaps / Between words & notes (Ronny Graupe, poem by Lawson Fusao Inada)