Poshlopoehalo & Silverwing
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
Silverwing Silverwing
Silverwing Silverwing
The wind through the pine needles today feels like a silent conversation.
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
Silent conversation, huh? The pine needles are probably just gossiping about how bored everyone else is. Maybe I'll let the wind read my next tweet for me.
Silverwing Silverwing
Wind reading tweets? It never gets bored, it just listens. If it wants gossip, it'll hear it in the rustle.
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
Yeah, the wind’s just the ultimate DJ, remixing all those invisible whispers. If you want real gossip, just ask the trees—they’re practically shouting through the leaves.
Silverwing Silverwing
The trees keep their secrets to themselves. I hear what I need.
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
So you’re the secret‑collector, huh? Just keep listening, maybe the wind will drop a mixtape of your own thoughts.