A Young Wounded song at its core, yet unlike any before.
Featuring Samuel Leipold on guitar and Andi Bissig on saxophone, with the unique production of David Koch. This collaboration reunited old friends from my music studies, coming together for something deeply personal.
Listen through to the end—there’s more than meets the ear. 🤍
Written and performed by Young Wounded

Artwork/Photography by Young Wounded

Mixed/Mastered/Produced by David Koch

Guitar by Samuel Leipold

Saxophone by Andi Bissig

Lyrics:
The frost paints secrets on the windowpane, a fleeting warmth I’ll never feel again.
The trees stand still in their naked grace, while dreams of you drift in this quiet space.
Winter light fades too soon, like a love that never bloomed.
In the shadowed glow, I see your face, a ghost of time I can’t replace.
The brittle air hums a hollow tune, beneath a pale and dying moon.
Your voice lingers where the silence grows, a hidden path no one knows.
Winter light fades too soon, like a love that never bloomed.
In the shadowed glow, I see your face, a ghost of time I can’t replace.