10. When the Floorboards Creaked
This movement is a return to sound itself — small, physical, real. A moment replayed in the mind. The past lives in these noises, in every creak and breath. The memory of you lingers like melodies, unresolved, like questions. When are coming back to me - so many reasons I can't see
This movement is a return to sound itself — small, physical, real. A moment replayed in the mind. The past lives in these noises, in every creak and breath. The memory of you lingers like melodies, unresolved, like questions. When are coming back to me - so many reasons I can't see