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I'll light the fire
You place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today
Staring at the fire
For hours and hours while I listen to you
Play your love songs all night long for me
Only for me
Graham Nash, Our House

A need for inns on roads, islands in seas,
Halts for discoveries to be shared,
Maps checked, notes compared;
A need, at times, of each for each,
Direct as the need of throat and tongue for speech.
A S J Tessimond, Not Love Perhaps

To thee, fair Freedom! I retire,
From flattery, cards, and dice, and din;
Nor art thou found in mansions higher
Than the low cot, or humble inn.
William Shenstone, Written at an Inn at Henley

Our House, Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young

Hotel California, Eagles

Roadhouse Blues, The Doors