Yazoo Softly Over -

So here’s to the Yazoo feeling. To the blues that don’t scream but settle in your bones. To whatever is softly passing over you right now—whether you’ve named it yet or not.

"It's over, there's nothing more to say / Silent comes the night time, ends another summer's day". 📻 Listening Options yazoo softly over

The Yazoo River doesn’t rush. It seeps, it curves, it floods the lowlands quietly. To say something moves “Yazoo softly over” is to describe a force that isn’t aggressive but is absolutely unstoppable. Like grief. Like the end of a long summer. Like the way a song you haven’t heard in ten years suddenly plays in a coffee shop, and for two minutes, you’re twenty years old again. So here’s to the Yazoo feeling