"And just when folks are drinking themselves crazy,
the fever in the cabin starts to break,
and just when life itself seems so hopeless,
the thawing of the ice upon the lake,
and the sky and sea and trees all dance together,
in a thousand shades of emerald and blue,
and the promise of that long awaited day at the beach...finally comes true...
Summer sun, winter snow...
The children come and the old folks go,
Sun comes up, we go round and round...
It's simply so damn complicated in this Northern Town..."
-Scott Kirby
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