The war of the thousand suns had ended many, many years ago. Where city's where turned into desolate wastelands, now lush Forrest's started to emerge again... Windchaser, as he was lovingly called by his favourite Human Pilot, stared at the horizon.
trance
hiphop
ambient
scifi
chillout
ambience
moody
sciencefiction
dystopian
postapocalypse
Story behind the song
The war of the thousand suns had ended many, many years ago. Where city's where turned into desolate wastelands, now lush Forrest's started to emerge again... Windchaser, as he was lovingly called by his favourite Human Pilot, stared at the horizon. He couldn't remember why he sat there, but he did know how many sunrises he had witnessed since he sat down. It was just two days short of a million... A small rodent hopped over his feet, in search for some food... "Haha, a Rabbit..." he thought, and he closed his eyes. Finally...a memory came back. "A face... Was that my pilot...? I think i miss people..." Enjoy this relaxing yet, mysterious peak into the dreamworld of a long lost Robot without a cause.