Hometown, the same town blues
Same old walls closing in
Well what a life a mess can be
I'm sitting here thinking of you
Won't you give a few thoughts to me

Whenever I hear the opening lyrics of "Graveyard Shift" by Uncle Tupelo I get giddy. Isn't that dumb?

There's too much time spent looking for a reason
Seems the simple ones beat the most truth
Oh, what a life a mess can be
I'm sitting here thinking of you
Won't you give a few thoughts to me?