I've been listening to this record so much lately. If I can get myself up at 6 AM, I sit in the front room with Sam, drinking coffee in the dark and looking out the windows as the sun rises. There's no stunning horizon, just a gradual change in light . . . until . . . there it is—my day. With the right music, this experience easily brings tears to my eyes.
Land I can see for miles,
with only the wind whispering . . .
Oh, if you knew what it meant to me . . .