More songs by Malcolm Todd
Description
Love sometimes behaves like an empty glass in a movie theater: it seems like there is a glass, but why is it so empty inside? Questions pour out one after another - did he know, did he understand, did he hold on too tightly? And in the end, it all sounds like a strange conversation with an echo, where instead of answers, there are only your own doubts.
The music seems to swing between soft tenderness and nervous twitching of the eyelid, and amid all this, a funny detail flashes by: no tears were shed, except for that one time in Nemo. And that makes it even sadder - when a cartoon touches you more than a person does.