Now we’re in love come and lay by my side / Them holes in the sky are the stars in your eyes / The battle’s won so I’ll promise you I won’t give up the fight / And we won’t have to be lonesome tonight (Micah P. Hinson)

Señor Blues is what they call him way down Mexicali way / Senoritas fallin‘ for him with the hope that he will stay / By the time that they love him, Señor Blues done gone away (Horace Silver)

The sky was full with a gray winter light / And each freezing degree made its target that night / And the pulse of the snow was the pulse of twighlight / The pulse of the snow was the pulse of diamonds / And you wear it in your hair like a constellation / And […]