The Fresh & Onlys give us the following:
What sound like wild animals
Jazz cigarettes
Ghosty moans
Rides when we need them
Dirty harmonies when we need them
Just plain old dirt
Fogged up/smudged windows
Night terrors, or the thumps in the dark that lead to them
A sense that something ain't right
Red moons
Stars that provide bath-worthy light
Monsters-in-wait
Diversions
Distortions
A dessert menu that includes but one thing: hard-serve ice cream
Bombs, shells
Smoke, but no mirrors
Something we can dance to when drowsy and lost