Texty:
Crowded House Farewell To The World

Ice will melt, water will boil You and I can shake of this mortal coil It's bigger than us You don't have to worry about it Ready or not, here comes

Dull, dull gray The color of our times Cool, cool space That I still hope to find Far beyond the veil The sound of whispers and moans Slow, time bomb

Maureen coos over the newly hatched ducklings, she goes off in search of Drake to break the good news. While the wide-eyed newborns yearn to explore their new world