ECEPTA X AZALEH // Sleepless HD

Music by Ecepta x Azaleh / From the album Sleepless https://azaleh.bandcamp.com/album/sleepless Connect with Azaleh https://soundcloud.com/azaleh https://azaleh.bandcamp.com/music https://www.facebook.com/Azaleh-443970115764772/?fref=nf https://www.instagram.com/azalehmusic/ Connect with Ecepta https://soundcloud.com/ecepta https://www.facebook.com/eceptamusic https://twitter.com/eceptamusic https://www.instagram.com/eceptamusic "The door creaks as it opens the dark. The street is shimmering in drizzling rain. Footsteps thud on the way to the bus. “Take a seat”. What are they talking about? It doesn’t matter. The scenery shifts from grey to greens in the window frames. Lost in thought, losing track of time, he has reached the edge of the city. The lights from the bus drown his eyes and out into the dark. He takes a deep breath to smell the petrichor. The forest is towering... The ambient noise crowds his sleepless, insomniac mind. There are murmurs from deep within the dark foliage. The sound of footsteps, crackling sticks and leaves adds to the already dense layers of noise. The view begins to expand as the path leads upwards to reveal city lights in the distance. What is he looking for? – only he can know that. His perception is blurry, yet immersive. As everything grows further and further away, it loses its relevance. Why are we always stressed out? What do we get in return? What is the point? The number of questions grows without ever a single answer. His head keeps spinning. Time is passing. It seems like an infinite amount of thoughts have crossed his mind, and there are even more to come. A few answers to these questions seem to finally crystallize out of the dark, with a trace of melancholy, while other questions make even less sense than before. All of this information is meaningless unless you let it be. He finally finds himself at peace, but also slightly hungry and tired. It’s time to go. The shadows of the trees begin to fade. He’d rather walk than catch the bus back. The sounds of the awakening city wash his last weary thoughts. Dawn begins to break. The skies are serene. Fragments of conversations crowd his head as strangers pass by. The streets yield few cars. His eyelids seems to gain weight as he reaches the door, and finally his bed. It’s warm. Sweet dreams come with a deep sleep..." released October 7, 2018 Connect with Leculte Leader http://soundcloud.com/leculteleader http://bandcamp.com/leculteleader http://www.instagram.com/leculteleader http://leculteleader.tumblr.com Image by 2wenty https://www.flickr.com/photos/artby2wenty