
Four tracks of skeletal acoustic guitar and vocals so hushed they feel like a secret. A masterclass in winter-ready intimacy and cartographic longing.
It sounds like someone whispering a secret to you while it snows outside.
A fragile, quiet longing that feels like a cold morning spent indoors.
The writing leans far further into travel journey than the rest of the catalogue.
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