In the world’s mighty gallery of pictures / There’re scenes that are painted from life / Scenes of youth and of beauty / Scenes of hardship and strife / Scenes of wealth and of plenty / Old age and the blushing young bride / Hang on the wall – but the saddest of all / […]

The moon is yellow silver / Oh the things that summer brings / It’s a love you’d kill for / And all the world is green / He is balancing a diamond / On a blade of grass / The dew will settle on our graves / When all the world is green (Tom Waits)

I got sixteen days / Fifteen of those are nights / Can’t sleep when the bed sheet fights / It’s way back to your side / The ghost has got me running / The ghost has got me running / Away from you, away from you, away from you (Whiskeytown)