Give Up The Ghost

Sometimes memory behaves like a stubborn shadow: it won't let go, even when everything else has long since faded away. There are no dramatic statements here, only a quiet admission - letting go of the ghost of the past is scarier than living with it. Because it has already become familiar, almost like family.

The music sounds like an endless echo: repeating lines, like footsteps in an empty corridor. And there is a special honesty in this loop - when any “forward” inevitably brings you back to the very image that cannot be erased.