In the forest you can see the magic of harvest when the trees are giving their fruits to the animals and the men / what a pleasure it is to see the treasures falling out of brown leaves and turning to gold as they fall / wind come and take me to the island where autumn lasts forever and where i can sleep in the trees / don't come looking for me i'm outside searching feathers to build a pair of wings and let the wind take me away / oh, take me away come take me away to a place where i can live and where, where i can breathe / oh, the wind came took my feathers away to bury them in the ocean and i've got to stay and dream...
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Die Schönheit einer Winterwanderung um den See an einem verschneiten Tag in meiner Kindheit ist plötzlich wieder spürbar. Danke für die Zeitreise! Planet Graveyard
Charming German indie pop with the keen melodic sensibilities and melancholic undercurrent of some of the style's best practitioners. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2021
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Folky and sparse on the face of it, but there's a richness and emotional gravitas to this EP. I've spent some time trying to figure out how that was done but it's still magic to me, really. mcharper