Placebo & Steelbark
Placebo Placebo
Steelbark Steelbark
Placebo Placebo
Hey Steelbark, I was just listening to the wind whistling through the pines last night, and it made me think about how the forest itself can be a soundtrack. Have you ever heard a particular sound in nature that sparks a memory or a feeling?
Steelbark Steelbark
I’ve always heard the crack of a dry twig in the middle of a night and felt the forest hold its breath. It reminds me that even the quietest sound can keep the wild alive in your heart.
Placebo Placebo
That crack, it’s almost a punctuation mark in the forest’s quiet, like a breath held and then released, reminding us that even the smallest echo carries a pulse. It’s a gentle reminder that life keeps humming under our feet, no matter how still it seems.
Steelbark Steelbark
Every crack does the same thing – it says the forest is still listening. Keep your ear open, and you’ll hear the rhythm of life that never pauses.