Well then, where did it go? You're so much more sedate than I remember.
I've missed your laugh, miss it now.
It was so full and free, a witching laugh, magic. It took me out of my small life,
my suburban nuclear family, took me away to your big old house, to the wilds of Scotland.
And your wild eyes and your wild hair, they are so tame now too.
Ah, why, my friend? Have we traded places?