What an extraordinary moment. It's hard to overstate what an unusual time this is, and how important each decision feels. As I wrote this song, Rebecca and I decided to leave New York. We might come back soon. We might come back after a long while. We can't know yet.
We are uniquely privileged in that our respective work and school have gone remote, and that my parents have room for us in a place where we can sequester ourselves until we are confident that we don't risk infecting others. New Hampshire just seems like a better place to be right now.
This is a song about making a decision even though the world outside our window doesn't yet look very strange. Certainly, I've had many experiences over the past couple of weeks to drive home the reality that the fabric of society as we know it in Brooklyn has shifted and is shifting still. We have decided to go because we have the option. The day after tomorrow, we may not have it.
I want you to be cautious and safe. I want you to be careful with human contact. I want you to vote and flush out the irresponsible hacks who have made the situation worse than it needed to be. I want you to learn and carry forward important lessons once this is over. This is our generation's crucible. Please make good choices.
lyrics
Waiting for war to come
Wasn't a war at all
Looking out my window
I don't see the change at all
Ring the bells to wave all the world away
Ring the bells to wave all the world away
Follow the road northward
All the way back home
Follow the constellation
All the way back home
Ring the bells to wave all the world away
Ring the bells to wave all the world away