
"I see the bare moon raise his big, bald head.
I see my friends played the fool.
I'll make my own way in the wide world,
Just now I don't want to wander too far.
Even the stars sometimes fade to gray,
Even the stars hide away."
--Hideaway
"Left behind everything I knew;
All the colors but bone-white and sky-blue.
Hit the continent running.
Engines were humming just to break through.
Antarctica, my only living relative.
Antarctica, I can't wait anymore."
--Antarctica (though we had hoped they had been punny and it was Aunt Arctica.)
Quick vote: This album is excellent. Folksy, smart music that leaves you humming and wondering the words.
Word of Caution: The Weepies are not to be listened to before skiing.
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