Deszcz na betonie

Returning home sometimes feels more like a loop in time: suitcases drag behind you, your thoughts wander in different directions, and instead of the platform, the smell of summer suddenly appears before your eyes, refusing to go away. Everything seems so grown-up - conversations about money, new projects, wise wrinkles on your face. But one detail is enough - the smell of leather, rain on concrete, or a sudden track on the radio - and that feeling of ‘the last days of vacation’ comes back. A little bitter, a little sweet, and painfully familiar, like an unfinished cup of train coffee.

Production: Rumak

Mastering: Eprom Sounds studio.

Rap: Taco