“Do you still dream in water?” she asks.
He nods—“only when it rains inside.”
Their words drift, slow like signal loss,, soft clicks between heartbeats.
A drone hums overhead,
its shadow stroking their faces.
“Are we free now?” she whispers.
He laughs, small, broken. “We’re just less afraid.”
They share one headphone,
listening to the city’s pulse—
loops of breath,
echoes of what could’ve been
“Hold me,” she says.
“I am,” he answers,
“in the static.” magoski
Makes me feel like im running backwards in the most fluid form possible. Highly suggest blasting this on a good sound system with an incense lit. 106lil
Beautifully hushed and spare compositions from Louis Gardner, setting his whispery vocals above acoustic guitar & piano. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 8, 2025