They tore down the old Florida home at the end of my street and built a modern mansion. This song is about the change in energy that comes from washing away old memories to make room for new ones.

In the new mansion, on a patio, lives a bird named Clare. I ride my bike past Clare quite often, making sure to say hello each time. She usually just whistles at me, kind of like a cat call, oddly enough.

Enjoy!