Where the sun never sets

 I really dig this song. I like the vibe, the drums, and the fiddle. Sounds a bit Celtic, as usual, and sunny. The song sounds sunny.

Actually, no one`s going anywhere really. There is no movement when you come to think of it. And the rabbit is always slower than the tortoise. Paradoxes all around. That is how things are. Spatifilliums do not worry about anything. A mother somewhere worries about her child because he can get into all sorts of trouble and does not eat well. Who will tell him to mend his ways? She is now swelling inside from the unspoken words. She realizes it is better to shut up because people never change using any words. Words can be stupid. Convenient but stupid.