Wake up, Maggi, I think I’ve got something to say to you. Your new Innova CD is so good, it really makes me drool. I know it keeps me amused. I’ve worn it out, now it’s used. But, Maggi, I couldn’t help listening once more. You led me away from home, through Arctic Winds, where I’m alone. You stole my ears, and that’s what feels so good.