Songs are really simple. You hold them in your hand. I can make one right now and finish it. But because they’re so simple, it’s like bird-watching, you know. You gotta know something about birds or you won’t see anything: just you and your binoculars and a stupid look on your face.
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There are no words.
The best thing about Fall: endless amounts of Max Richter swirling around in the wind, mingling with the leaves, and leaving you feeling completely desolate yet deeply impassioned. Cozy, sinking, etc.
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