I'm mostly listening to the sound of crickets and a gentle breeze hitting wind chimes, punctuated occasionally by a distant, eerie loon call. It's a beautiful night here and I am savouring every moment.
In keeping with the thread though, I've been listening to this old favourite a lot lately (lyrics
here):
[...]
For a good life, we just might have to weaken
And find somewhere to go
Go somewhere we're needed
Find somewhere to grow
Grow somewhere we're needed
Find somewhere to go
Let's go somewhere we're needed
Find somewhere to grow
We grow where we are needed.