— · — Well the whiskey never holds you like a good girl can / But when the night gets lonely it can be your only friend / Hard travelin‘ down the road / I’m feeling bad boys, I’m feeling low (Mandolin Orange)

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)

So I lay down with circles in my head / And I dream a dream I never had / I was climbing down a mountain into a deep, dark hole / And in that dream, it didn’t seem all that bad (Mandolin Orange)