From the recording Isolated tracks
“Capture” drifts through the stillness of forgotten places — a slow, poetic reflection on memory, loss, and the quiet pull of the past.
Built on trembling basslines, echoing guitars, and the soft pulse of toms, it breathes the same haunted air as And Also the Trees’ Virus Meadow era.
Each verse unfolds like a memory half-remembered, where love and landscape blur into one.
It’s a song of surrender of being held, not by hands, but by the echo of what’s gone.
Lyrics
In the field where silence grows,
A hand once brushed the dying rose.
The wind remembers what we gave,
And whispers softly through the grave.
Your shadow flickers on the stone,
A fleeting ghost the dusk has known.
The air is damp with fading cries,
And carries love that never dies.
Now time collects what we forget,
In amber light, our silhouettes.
The earth has taken all we were,
And left the echo of your hair.