This delicate song was born at a time when I was living in London, about 6 months after our daughter was born. We’d gone through some long-distance stuff over the past few years. My mother sent me something my dad said to her back in 1967 when they were living in London – but at opposite ends of the city. He asked her on the phone to go to the window so they could both look up at the moon at the same time in the night sky as they talked. Dad, you old romantic softie.
This song is for anyone who’s been separated from their loved ones by space, time, life, or death. Guest vocals by Kyat Cute.