After the glorious single Falling, they return today with The City Is Asleep—a track written during Stockholm’s coldest December in decades. Woolfish wrap the listener in a hush of synths that feel—true to the band’s words—like warm blankets without cords. The song drifts like snow under streetlamps, quiet yet brimming with unspoken emotion. It captures the stillness of a slumbering city, with gentle vocals and cinematic textures that shimmer and fade. Elegant, melancholic, and beautifully restrained—this is nocturnal pop for the reflective soul.
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