Call Me Up

There is only one doubt stuck in this music, but it sounds like a hundred shades. The recurring question spins like a needle on a worn-out record: sometimes quietly, almost in a whisper, sometimes loudly, as if on the verge of hysteria. Each new circle only strengthens the thought - what if everything really falls apart, should I let go?

The beat rocks evenly, almost meditatively, but behind this monotony there is an anxious tremor, like a heart that cannot decide whether to run or stay. And that's why the track is not like a song, but like an internal dialogue, where there is still no answer - but there is an endless echo of “without you.”