Living Without A Purpose Is The Only Purpose Of Living
For nights and days the tree had wandered through the woods, lonely and without a purpose.
Where once had been warmth and a heartbeat, there was now nothing but silence and cold.
Meanwhile, the trees leaves hat gone yellow and orange.
The tree giants journey was about to end.
And so the tree decided not to wander anymore and halted on a hill, never to continue again.
After three nights the tree's leaves began to fall. After five nights the tree began to shrink.
After a year there was now but a single tree, standing on a hill with little buds put forth. Its old heart had become silent but on its mighty crown there were two tiny little wings shining brightly, reflecting the rays of the sun.
A deer was taking a nap at it's trunk and three birds were sitting on it's branches, singing their songs joyfully.
So goes the story of the tree giant that finally was no giant at all.
Fragile cello and piano recall the bleak childhood of brothers Sebastian and Daniel Selke spent in a large prefab estate in East Berlin. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 10, 2017