Last time I looked it was late / That’s when I started to break / It’s a long long way till the end / But I’ve got you here with me friend (Richard Hawley)

I started out in search of ordinary things / How much of a tree bends in the wind / I started telling the story without knowing the end (Bill Callahan)

In a booth in the corner with the lights down low / I was movin‘ in fast, she was takin‘ it slow / Well, I looked at him and caught him lookin‘ at me / I knew right then we were playin‘ free in Oregon (Loretta Lynn & Jack White)