enyoy this like a deep travel to another space

Written for my youngest when she was very little, almost everyone who's had a kid that just would rather not sleep can identify with this song. Originally, there was a line in there about "Staying up this late at night makes me consider drinking…

the cold collides, outside, oh woe this hopless day, the warm resides, inside, makes me want to cry the emotions, that i hide, oh woe this hopless way, confide with the sky, don't ask me why and the branches swining, and the animals play…

A melodic jazzy groove featuring the sax of Doug Earley in an arrangement by Jazzjet.