Voices

Sometimes it seems that memory is a bad habit. It seems like you've already changed your location, dyed your hair, even bought new dishes, but when you hear the sound of a spoon against a cup, you hear her voice again. It seems like everything is new, but for some reason, in every moment of silence, there is the old “you.”

In the song, the air trembles with unspoken words: the escape from the past turns into a marathon in a circle, where the finish line is at the very door you swore you would never open. The voice sounds like it's coming from a dream - soft but haunting, like an internal echo that you can't turn off. And it seems that he's not singing about love, but about the impossibility of truly forgetting when someone else's voice still echoes inside.