Description
Sometimes treatment isn't candles, blankets, and wine. It's a bar. Or noise. Or someone whose name you don't even know. Just so you don't have to be alone with the silence that, as luck would have it, speaks with your voice. This track is about trying to forget the right way, but it turns out however it turns out. About the tactic of “keep going until it gets easier,” even though deep down you know it won't work. It will just become more familiar. In the rhythm of the street, with false salvation and an honest “I don't want to go back, but I can't move forward yet.” No drama. No hysterics. Just a way to survive while your heart mends as best it can.