Human Happens

Sometimes everything collapses not with thunder and drama, but quietly - as if someone had simply turned off the light in the room where people had been laughing. People walk past the ruins of their little wars, habitually, almost calmly - because human things happen, and they happen all the time. The city changes its appearance, the air thickens, but inside everything remains the same: chaos, a craving for feelings, a desire to get involved in something alive again, even if it hurts afterwards.

This song is pure ‘human happens’: a little irony, a little confusion, and an honest admission that being human means stumbling over your own emotions again and again. Doing stupid things, feeling, burning, cooling down... and still loving this state to the point of trembling.