Give Up The Ghost

Sometimes memory behaves like a stubborn shadow: it won't let go, even when everything else has long since faded away. There are no dramatic statements here, only a quiet admission that letting go of the ghost of the past is scarier than living with it. Because it has already become familiar, almost like family.

The music sounds like an endless echo: repeating lines, like footsteps in an empty corridor. And there is a special honesty in this loop - when any ‘forward’ inevitably brings you back to the very image that cannot be erased.