O Green World

The world is green, like an old film where the colours have faded a little, but the memory still holds warmth. Everything seems alive - the trees rustle, the wind sways the curtains - but inside it's already autumn, soft and slightly confused. No one owes anyone anything here, but you just want someone to stay - even if only for one song.

It sounds like an attempt to return to a place where you can still feel without filters and protective layers. A little sad, a little beautiful. Like an evening after the rain, when the streets are shining and it seems that the city has finally stopped pretending to be strong.