Sparse

Out at sea for seven years

I got your letter in Tangiers

Thought that I'd been on a boat

'Til that single word you wrote

That single word it landlocked me

Turned the mast to cedar trees

And the wind to gravel roads

Idaho, oh Idaho

"Idaho" Josh Ritter

This song is sparse in the most wonderful way - acapella and quiet, like a lullaby. I'd never paid much attention to it; in fact, I think I usually forward through it, but now I want to visit Idaho.