Did you wake up to the thunder of the dead streets down below? / Did you hear the wind a-howlin‘ through some demon radio? / Oh no, I know it’s so hard to go (Alejandro Escovedo)

I am always one / Without a warning / Whole days reappear / Lift away / Past the gate / Desert keeps forming underneath the black moon (Wilco)

Swam across the Poncha, took a train to Cataloo / Opened up my guitar case and all the songs were blue / I haunted all the alleys / Lord, I drifted down the valleys / Honey, I’m just trying to find my way to you (Gregory Alan Isakov)