It is January, and it is Gram Parsons inspired by Marissa Nadler

It was my hour of darkness and the snow was pounding The January blizzards had cars in silence. The snow outside keeps falling down It's like an old familiar friend, I knew for 2 years too soon and 2 years too long. And i'm holed up in this lonely place Depression's got me again, noxious in my own island. I pour another drink or two Just to numb the pain inside But it never lasts for long enough And i'm left here to hide in some Cincinnati hotel. I put on Hearts on Fire and dream away your trance. His voice speaks to my soul, but even then I can't escape, the darkness in your dancing. It's January in this quiet town. The painful are all inside in heartbreak. It might as well be May, I can't seem…