Blog: the torture garden

{ via } Tissø Lake - The House By The River You can hear the river here, the one the narrator sits beside, and you can see how he sets his belongings floating away on its surface. He drops them slowly, his memories, the old feelings he needs to let loose, like an old tree leaning over its own reflection, drooping and losing its leaves slowly and naturally, giving each one the time it deserves. The lyrics recall each of these little winces, sadness running [...]

• Tisso Lake - The House By the River