Out in the woods near the town of Battle, I went for a walk with my brother-in-law, where I saw a field full of rabbits, big ones, some baby ones. I saw some squirrels enjoying some well sought-after sunshine. I saw a rope tree swing, and indicator of a human mark made on the wild. Just by the bank of a stream I saw this song lying there. I dusted some leaves off it, turned it over, and brought it back home with me. It seemed to like the warmth of the laptop, as it went inside I couldn't coax it out again.