Drinking with strangers / For the last time / And you fell asleep / With the smoke in your eyes / Hot flashes burning / The dust on the blind / Gin-soaked and lonely / You’re fuel for this fire (Jesse Sykes & The Sweet Hereafter)

The ocean beaches have all been washed away / And I must let you go you show me so ‚most every day / Damaged stars fall silent, to the sea / Oh, the lonely life of a fool, of a fool like me (Jesse Sykes & The Sweet Hereafter)