
A sparse, unhurried collection of acoustic folk. Recorded with a close-mic intimacy that makes every breath and string squeak feel like a shared secret.
It's just Mason, a guitar, and the kind of quiet songs that make you want to put your phone in another room.
A hard-won, quiet peace that feels like a warm room in the middle of a cold winter.
The writing leans a touch further into self examination than the rest of the catalogue.
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