— · — I walked away a dozen times / I drove away a hundred more / But all the trains and all the buses / Brought me back here to our door (Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Anders Parker)

Drifting and turned, double edge dance / Hearts burn with the wind to find their way / Words that connect, never gain enough traction / Thus forever blown astray / And there was never any doubt / Plans to make carried out / Time keeps slipping through / Angel of the blues (Son Volt)