Five in the morning, and I'm still awake, though I'm not really sure why. 3AM is the soul's midnight, Bradbury said. It's 4 in Texas now, and that's close enough.
Three tunes. Nick Drake's gourgeous From the Morning; Elliott Smith's hypnotic, foreboding Angeles; and from 1970, The Band and Richard Manuel's heartbreaking version of Dylan's I Shall Be Released (Not an idle promise, by the way. They can't very well keep us in prison forever):