Hope N1M music fans, N1M musicians, N1M workers and N1M music site organizers are all doing o.k, healthwise (both physically and psychologically) during current bleak historical period; and hope loss of weekly income in recent months for N1M music fans, musicians, workers and music site organizers hasn't been too excessive. I finally memorized lyrics to non-commercially-motivated "Ballad of Liam Mellows" Irish rebel folk song from 1980's, about a month ago. And last week I finally memorized lyrics to a non-commercially-motivated folk love song, also from 1980's, "Hug Me Through The Night" (which you'll probably never get to hear played over corporate media conglomerates' radio airwaves in 21st-century). But following are the four verses to "Hug Me Through The Night": "There's nothing more to say, my friend, There's nothing more to prove There's nothing more to fear, my friend, There's no need more to move; There's love that flows from deep inside Expressed in many ways: So rest with me and live your dreams And hug me through the night. "There's nothing more to seek, my friend, There's nothing to possess There's nothing more to keep, my friend, There's no need more to test; There's love that seeks to show itself Revealed in many ways: So rest with me and live your dreams And hug me through the night. "There's nothing more to ask, my friend, There's nothing more to know There's nothing to protect, my friend, There's nothing more to show; There's love that trusts quite easily And kisses silently: So rest with me and live your dreams And hug me through the night. "There's slavery out there, my friend, There's prison and poverty There's ignorance on top, my friend, There's pigs and lies and greed; There's love that's locked in chains by hate And can't escape it seems: So rest with me and live your dreams And hug me through the night."