This album is the test of whether, deep down inside, you're a cynic. There's an earnestness, a sincerity, and a thrilling honesty to the songs here. The title track is a quiet little classic, but there are many things here far better than the follow-up "Moonbeam" single. "On Tuesday" is a beautiful song by any measure, with delightfully lyrical flute work by Jethro Tull's Ian Anderson, and "In the Name of Angels" should very well make your hair stand on end and make you think about all the time you've been wasting in life as you leap into action. It may sound odd but this band is kind of like the "Peanuts" comic strip set to a dance beat--kind at heart, gentle, fun-loving, and intent on saying something real, damn the fashions of the day. As you might guess from the cover, being a child at heart is a good qualification for appreciating this album--but it also offers dreams for the grown mind.