Here’s a few; I know **the Martian **beat me to one already…
Somewhere in a lonely hotel room
There’s a guy starting to realize
That eternal Fate has turned its back on him.
It’s two a.m. …
–Golden Earring
Twilight Zone
Hello, Darkness, my old friend…
–Simon & Garfunkle
Sound of Silence
Hey there, Mister
Can you tell me what happened
To the seeds I’ve sown
Can you give me a reason, sir
As to why they’ve never grown
–Bruce Springsteen
This Hard Land
I come from down in The Valley
Where, Mister, when you’re young
They bring you up to do
Like your daddy done
–Bruce Springsteen (again)
The River
Well I went to see the preacher
To teach me how to pray
Well He looked at me and smiled
Then that preacher turned away
He said "If you want to tell him something
You ain’t gotta fold your hands.
Say it with your heart, your soul and believe it
And I’ll say ‘Amen’
– Jon Bon Jovi (solo)
Bang a Drum
Across the border
they turn water into wine
Some say it’s the devil’s blood
They’re squeezing from the vine
Some say it’s a savior
In these hard and desperate times
You see it helps me to forget
That we’re just born
To die
– Bon Jovi
Dry County
If there’s one thing in my life that’s missin’
It’s the time that I spend alone
Sailing on the cool and bright clear waters
–Little River Band
Cool Change
As if I really didn’t understand
That I was just another part of their plan
I went off looking for the promise
Believing in the Motherland
And from the comfort of a dreamer’s bed
And the safety of my own head
I went on speaking of the future
While other people fought and bled
–Jackson Browne
(I was made) For America
Well, I’ve got to run to keep from hiding
And I’m bound to keep on riding
And I’ve got one more silver dollar
But I’m not gonna let them catch me, no
Not gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider
She was a fast machine she kept her motor clean, she was the best damn woman that I ever seen
She had the sightless eyes telling me no lies, knocking me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share, had me fighting for air, she told me to come but I was already there
Seeing the sights of my old home town,
Aimlessly driving around,
Are these really the little houses, I’d pass on my way to school?
In one of these, she lived.
You walked into the party
Like you were walking onto a yacht
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf, it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself gavotte
And…
Lather was thirty years old today,
They took away all of his toys.
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
About his old friends who’d stopped being boys.
Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons
You can’t be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you’re thinking that
You’re leaving there too soon