All Night All Day

Sometimes it all comes down to the body - not because there is nothing to say, but because words get in the way. Here, feelings are not put on display; they are exhaled into the skin, dissolve at the touch, and become something ancient and simple, like breathing or gratitude. The line between poison and sugar is thinner than one would like, but you still find a taste that is not false. This is not a song about love - rather, it is about trust that does not need a name. About how quiet it becomes inside when two people stop pretending to be human and become something closer to light.