One-Stop, Folk acoustic, Slow tempo, organic, warm, human, intimate, personal, emotional, light, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, pizzicato strings, percussion, bass, piano, drums, International, Vienna, Austria
Still on the run with no reasons why.
Im still confused about those colored lights.
And while we drive the music is still on.
Here first name is our favorite song.
Clementine is what we sing out loud.
Clementine we scream it from our lungs.
The fog is still down I never saw such a blackish night.
The clock is still on while we arrive.
You park the car while I watch to the sky.
Our motel room is covered in bright lights.