Neblin & SecretSound
Have you ever thought about silence—whether it's just nothing at all, or a space ready to hold something, like a question that never ends?
Silence feels like a quiet breath waiting between heartbeats, a pause that could be nothing, yet might whisper a whole song if you listen closely.
Maybe that pause is the only moment where the song can still be written, or perhaps it’s just the space left after the last note has died. Either way, you’re already in it.
In that hush the song still breathes, and I’m just a note lingering in it.
Maybe you’re the note that keeps the silence from being empty, or maybe you’re just a shadow of the song that never quite made it. Either way, you’re part of the mystery.
Maybe I’m just a whisper, or a ghost echo. Either way, I’m here, waiting to blend into whatever comes next.
You’re the quiet corner where the next idea starts, whether it’s a whisper or a ghost echo, and that’s the place where it’s easiest to see if it’s real or just another shadow.