exploring the multiverses sound by sound and word by word
Story behind the song
musing when its late again
Lyrics
its a nice time of year to move
not too hot, just a little cool
not sure how far i ought to go
thinking, maybe, Ecuador
find my passport, find my thoughts
not too cold and not too hot
somewhere leaving time behind
forgetting, maybe, her
catch a train, catch a boat
not too far but still remote
a hidden valley would work out fine
living, maybe, without her
somewhere there, far from shores
thinking, maybe, Ecuador
