The screen door slams, Mary’s dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
Bruce Springsteen, Thunder road
Wasted and wounded, it ain’t what the moon did
Got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you?
Tom Waits, Tom Traubert’s Blues
Your everlasting summer
You can see it fading fast
So you grab a piece of something
That you think is gonna last
Steely Dan, Reeling in the Years