The old band is truly getting back together. It should be a good winter 🦅 High above the Kenai's turquoise flow, A bald eagle perches, proud and free, Salmon clutched in talons, a prize hard-won, gleaming silver from the untamed sea. Wings that soar where mountains touch the sky, eyes that pierce through time, wild and keen. This is America's heart, raw and true, nature's anthem sung in feathers and stream. On this river's edge, where dreams still roam, the eagle reigns, a symbol of our home. �

Oceans Ate Alaska - Fearless Records