Seasons (Waitin’ On You) - Future Islands
"Your eyes are mine… They’ll always be young."
A father holds his children and tells them stories about the night, the mountains and all the great oceans. He paints pictures of ancient cities shrouded in the mist, the camp fires of armies and the rivers running through them. They look up in wonder and see pools and stars in his eyes as he leaves them to their dreams and a thousand adventures he hopes they’ll have along the way.