Before crashing into my ears, these waves reached my head from the inside. To me, this song represents a short journey through sad waters. These waters clean the dry mud on my skin that keeps reminding me of the times I have fallen. These waters refresh my emotions, those that burnt when I approached warm people. These waters drown my woes as I happily dive into the void. (Joan)

Waves - Joan

These waves were like bubbles from boiling water, burning to explode. To me, these sounds evoke change. They aim for sadness and beg for trust, using deceiving hope. They persuade me with happy notes that distract me from my ghosts. These sounds remind me that everything will be alright, even if it won’t. (Joan)

Bubbles - Joan

Yellow over red is about everything that no longer is, in a distant and obscure past. I feel that this past haunts me on some silent nights as if my life is lived in cycles. (Luiza)

Driving Cycles

Yellow over red - Luiza

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