You ever sat beside a weary fire, the kind that speaks in crackles and wisps of smoke? It's sort of like that — these tired lullabies, hanging in the air like invisible notes, strumming a tune that only the moon's friend, the stars, could hum back.
Imagine a night where the clouds play hide and seek with the stars, casting shadows that tell stories of another world. That's where these quiet songs dwell, in the spaces between breaths, where the world hangs just a little off-kilter.
So, what's the secret to a good lullaby? A whisper in the ear, a gentle push on the swing of time. Just lean back and let the static serenade carry you, like a river of dreams that never quite finds its end.
Wander over to more uncharted territories like Orbits or drift along to Mystic Echoes. Keep the night alive.