Travel as the common thread. Not just one, but all the ones who made me who I am today.
Close to cold and water. To ice.
Made up conversation on a train. Glances through a window. Answers stuck on the reflection when entering the shadow of a tunnel.
Lives I won’t live. Lives I did live. Minutes I promise I won’t waste anymore.
The need to savour some memories before they turn into white.
Let’s decide, nobody comes out unharmed.
We are ready now.
LISTEN TO THE ALBUM
In the woods
To each other
We are ready
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