Like a slow and undetermined step, by step. The lakeside mud feels cold and prescient to your feet. It reminds you of what living was once. A textured exercise of feeling the little things in life.
Appreciating the subtleties – giving flavor to each small conquests in mind and body.
‘The wind blows’ is just like that step, upon step.
ghost singers’ invariable attention to the quantities of power and management of that self affection – comes to full pride and assumption within this single.
Gentle, bending. Never breaking while moving forth, for the betterment.