Not at all what was in my head, but so it goes.
The snow falls
The trees are bare
The wind burns
With needled air
The sky is bright
But still can't even find the sun
The ground is white
And there's no trace of anyone
(Future 2nd verse)
We long to find
Comfort kind
Yet feel resigned
To always feel the chill
@majormajormajormajor Mar 2022
Sometimes it's nice to hear your playing unadorned. Love the sense of movement, no regular tempo, and spare beginning. Even when the strings enter there's still a sense of restraint/uncertainty, and although the idea feels like it had its genesis in the winter weather, lyrically this beautifully describes what could be coming out of a fallout shelter to nuclear winter for the first time.
@nadine Feb 2022
Your music hits me rea deep this year. I did not regret my recommendation on the forums for any minute. I easily get lost in this beautiful melancholy. Same here. The tiny details like the piano right hand far far away. Pure awesomeness.
@andybalham Feb 2022
The piano sound/playing is beautiful. The tone of it and the vocal paint a very strong and atmospheric picture. The strings add a lovely build too.