Friends (feat. Linney)

Sometimes words dissolve like steam above a stove, and only the pulse remains. Something ancient, simple and stubborn - the warmth that drives all living things. It stirs memories, warms thoughts, even when no one is listening.

It seems as if someone is just standing in an empty room and calling out - not loudly, but in such a way that the walls begin to breathe. In each repetition, you hear not despair, but insistence: ‘Do you hear? Everything is alive because it is warm.’ And this makes you feel almost calm, like a fire that you can watch endlessly.

The music seems to flow through your veins and reminds you that yes, no one is obliged to understand, but as long as there is heat, winter will not come inside.