One-Stop, Folk acoustic, Slow tempo, warm, personal, intimate, heartfelt, organic, positive, reflective, introspective, human, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, piano, shaker, International, Vienna, Austria
Serenades through the woods
I kind of hate all these motionless nights
I collide with the fear in your eyes
And all this nights you count the trees
Fall asleep right after me
Glimmer, shades and smoke is what they'll see