Forevermore

There is something about this sound that resembles a conversation with a ghost - as if a shadow has passed through the room and the air has become thicker. Everything around seems familiar, but slightly shifted: faces, voices, memories - foreign copies of what was once familiar. The music lingers like smoke after a match, and in it you can hear that very ‘too late’ that cannot be corrected by words or time.

This is a story about letting go not of people, but of your reflections in them. Cold, warmth, silence - everything is intertwined, and all that remains is a request: ‘Leave the door open.’ Not in case of a return, but simply so that the light from the past can shine a little into the darkness.