Off in the night, you can hear ‚em bright / The Sirens of the Sea / Oh and city birds and alley girls, they all just sing for free / Oh they all just sing for free (Gregory Alan Isakov)

Well it’s 3 a.m. again, like it always seems to be / Drivin‘ northbound, drivin‘ homeward, drivin‘ wind is drivin‘ me / And it just seems so funny that I always end up here / Walkin‘ outside in the storm while looking way up past the tree-line / It’s been some time (Gregory Alan Isakov)