Hush & Nameless
Hush Hush
Nameless Nameless
Nameless Nameless
I caught a whisper from a cassette tape last night—do you think music can still breathe when it’s turned into silence?
Hush Hush
Maybe the silence is just the music's pause, breathing in the gap between notes. In that quiet, the song still whispers, hidden in the hush. It's the space that lets the melody rest, waiting to sing again.
Nameless Nameless
Quiet folds like paper in a pocket, holding words that only surface when the wind turns a page.