Under the rain of all our dark tomorrows
You’ve got no home in this world of sorrows

Bruce Cockburn:  All our dark tomorrows.

I’ll see you again when the stars fall from the sky
And the moon has turned red over One Tree Hill.

We run like a river runs to the sea
We run like a river to the sea.

U2:  One Tree Hill

I dreamt we were standing
By the banks of the Thames
Where the cold grey waters ripple
In the misty morning light
Held a match to your cigarette
Watched the smoke curl in the mist
Your eyes, blue as the ocean between us
Smiling at me.

The Pogues:  Misty Morning, Albert Bridge

But there’s a power beyond control
There’s a fire in the hole
Yeah, the nights are getting cold
All my secrets will be told

Tragically Hip:  Fire in the Hole.