Stone in Focus (Ambient Mix Slowed)

There’s a hollowness here, a void that stretches endlessly, where even my own voice feels foreign, swallowed by the howling winds of solitude. I find myself wandering through this frozen wasteland, a landscape of broken dreams and unspoken words. 

The demons wait for me here. They always do. Shadows given shape by regret and fear, their whispers blend with the storm. 
But what choice do I have but to face them? To let the storm rage on and try to hold my ground. I am tired, so tired, yet I walk forward, step by step, through the endless white, through the cold that bites at my resolve.

For now, I am alone with the snow, the silence, and the battle within. And though I long for an end to this frozen agony, I know the only way out is through.

a letter from the winter

my debut ep “i’d still do anything for you”.

stream/buy: https://album.link/s/6tKOPyO0wRkcZKgbuHBUUZ

this ep means a lot to me, i wrote it about a year ago during a very hard time. this ep reflects exactly how i felt at that point, lyrically and musically. i hope that it resonates with you as well and that it can help you get through a tough time too. hope you like it <3


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i meant nothing to you (ft. Skye Love)

a mix of samples looped in amigo, elements realized with a pro-800, a piano, and field recordings I made around where I grew up

forgotten playgrounds

summer24

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Life is not a straight path. It is a tide that rises and falls, a sky that shifts between light and shadow. We climb, believing we've reached something permanent, only to tumble back down. And yet, even in the descent, there is something to be found. A lesson. A moment. A quiet realization that nothing lasts—not the joy, not the sorrow, not even the weight of what we carry.

I have seen happiness where I expected only grief. I have felt an ache settle into moments that should have been untouched by sadness. We search for meaning in the highs, but often, it is the lows that carve us into who we are. The laughter that hides exhaustion, the victories that taste of loneliness, the way even love can carry an undertone of loss.

But maybe that is what it means to be alive—to rise, to fall, to break, to heal. To keep moving even when the dust of our failures clings to us. There is no final summit, no endless valley. Only the motion, the forward pull of time, urging us to stand, shake the dirt from our skin, and take another step. Because in the end, that is all we can do. And maybe, just maybe, it is enough...

I have seen happiness

Only Through Perception

don't ask the sea // quiet cut

A meditative journey through death and the afterlife. “Ashes” drifts between silence and sound, existence and disappearance — ambient reflections on mortality, memory, and what lingers beyond.

Tobias Lorsbach, professionally known as Logic Moon, is an artist based in Mainz, Germany. His musical trajectory encompasses a broad spectrum, beginning with his role as a guitarist in a death metal band, followed by endeavors as a DJ, and ultimately establishing himself within the ambient music sphere. This diverse background informs the conceptual depth of his recent works, which seamlessly incorporate experimental and neoclassical elements.

Produced and mixed by Tobias Lorsbach (Logic Moon)
Mastered by Tobias Lorsbach
Cover picture by Tobias Lorsbach
Cover design by Dionis Afonichev (Dionisaf)

Ashes

Remember Me

There is a point you cross without noticing. It could be a word you didn’t say, a glance you didn’t return, a door you didn’t walk through. At the time, it felt like nothing. A moment no different from the rest.
And yet, somewhere along the way, you look back and see it — a thin, invisible line, drawn in the dust behind you. And you realize you’re on the other side now.
That’s when the weight comes. The slow, suffocating understanding that there’s no way back. Not because you’re not allowed — but because what you left behind has ceased to exist. Like a bird that landed in your open palm for a heartbeat, and you let it go, thinking it was just a shadow.
Only later do you understand what you held. Only later does your body remember its warmth. And then, the nights become heavier. You lie there, staring into the dark, counting the shapes of something you’ll never hold again.
You tell yourself it was nothing. You tell yourself you couldn’t have known. But the truth is simpler, crueler — you had it. You let it fall through your fingers. And now there is only the echo, repeating in the quiet, long after the world has gone to sleep

never find your way back

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qgn8cXSzyY
with lyrics in video <3

music video

panic attack(s)

cigarette

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never find your way back

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