the festival is over. the lanterns are still lit. dark ambient for sleep (3h)

the crowd went home hours ago. the stalls are folded, the drums are packed, and the gravel is empty except for a few dropped streamers. but the lanterns are still strung overhead the whole length of the approach, still lit, swinging a little in the wind. somebody will take them down tomorrow. tonight they are just burning for nobody. three hours of soft dark ambient — slow, deep pads under an autumn wind, with a faraway koto note now and then. no beat, no words, nothing to follow. nothing is left to clear up tonight. sleep. new quiet nights, every day. subscribe if you'd like to stay 🌙 #sleepmusic #deepsleep #lanterns #autumn #ambient