RHUNE

The vocals carry a tremor of desire, conscious of its own frailty and unknowing. Where may these winds of emotion carry the sails of a yearning vagabond? An anecdote that feels fleeting, yet tiring, laying forthright an ethereal observation of the struggle between masculine and feminine. The poeticism cuts with precision, too placing us at sea in this boundless and chaotic environment, rendered collateral damage on his lovelorn wreckage.

Amongst the direct imagery of disaster exists a more subtle and tantalising fear, drawing from the nature of the sea itself: love, once at its peak, will recede.

Sincerely, Rhune.

Distressing permanence, love caught in a perpetual spin. Demonstrations of absoluteness - deep, illogical tenacity. Amongst all this fear and disaster, give me your darkest woes and desires, for I deserve them, and you deserve someone to hold them with you. 

Finishing with a gentle reflection upon the chaotic actions that precede its current position, perhaps two lovers now knocked out of orbit, there is no resolution. Thank you, Tim, for leaving it to us.

Sincerely, Rhune.