For the first time he wished he were far away, lost in a deep, vast country where nobody knew him. Somewhere without language or streets. And he dreamed about this place without knowing its name (Ry Cooder)

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)