 Just that she's homesick, although that's part of it. I don't I feel like there's a hint of time slipping away from you. You know, that's the bit. There is an element to me, too, of the sweetness of the vocals and the sweetness of the piano and the sweetness of the horns and the drums and everything. So sweet and picture X and perfects and whimsy. And then you're like, am I missing part of the story here?