Maybe we are nomads under control? This is the question that Max Helgemo asks in this track. A sumptuous invitation to travel.

Close your eyes, and imagine yourself on one of those American roads, surrounded by red and rocky mountains, with a simple abandoned trailer for backdrop. Here we are.

Extract from "Sometime Last Summer, Pt. 1", this ballad makes us want, as the author tells us, to leave by car without having a destination, just to roll down the window, put our elbow on it and drive. Again and again, without really knowing where we're going.

Sometimes you have to know how to let your mind get lost, and to be honest, this song lends itself pretty well.