
An old reggae soul, a wooden stool, and a heart full of stories...
This powerful acoustic reggae ballad tells the tale of love lost, time passed, and the quiet ache of memories that never fade. With a raw unplugged feel, nylon-string guitar, hoarse vocals, and a stage stripped to truth alone — this is more than a song. It’s a moment in time.
🎧 Put on your headphones, close your eyes, and let the riddim carry you through one man’s reflection on what was… and what could’ve been.
🔥 Lyrics inspired by the bittersweet beauty of memories.
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