For Will Foote, the farms, the rivers, and even the churches of upstate New York call to him to test his limits, but no matter how far he pushes himself, something tells him he still has more to go.
 
One night I climbed a silo
Climbed a silo to sit on top
Not many people know about it
150, pretty steep drop
Found a picnic table waiting up there
I saw the stars that night and felt the air
Push farther, the stars above the silo say
Push farther, they say

New York hills and farmland
Remind me of the ocean
If you go out far enough
Instead of water, grass in motion
Hard to get to when you don’t own a car
On a bike it feels like twice as far
Push farther, the waves of endless farmland say
Push farther, they say
 
The Avenue of the Elms
Long road and shady ground
At the end there’s a chapel
But the steeple has burned down
One night I went there, in my bare feet
I saw the moon where the steeple would be
Push farther, the fires that burned the steeple say
Push farther, they say
 
Seven miles of woods and snow
On cross-country skis
Hiked an icy hill and saw
A mansion before me
Two dogs and a carpenter appeared
Working there for 17 years
Push farther, the carpenter and the two dogs say
Push farther, they say
 
They call it the Grass River
One morning I put in
I canoed through woods and marshes
For hours on end
An old man at a cabin said, “Come sit”
So on his narrow dock, I talked to him
Push farther, the old man and the river say
Push farther, they say
 
Will Foote, Alex Wilder – vocals
Nora Willauer – cello
Sophie Davis and Josie Davis – violins
 
Will Foote –story source
Nora Willauer, Malcolm Brooks, Alex Wilder – teaching artists
 
Film Credits:
Dana Rae Warren and Alex Forcillo – directors and cinematographers
Malcolm Brooks – editor
 
Push Farther from the band’s second album release

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