Liner notes
I have written about homecomings since the first record, and I think this is the first time I have actually arrived. The usher, the lantern man and the latch on a garden gate are all versions of the same person, someone who stays behind so that you can come back. We made it in a few weeks, with the choir, the horn and the oldest piano in the building. If this is where the story ends for now, I am content with the ending.
Leopold Marsh