Cryptomnesia―the resurfacing of memories that are not recognized as such. A thought―an idea, an insight―that seems new but is actually remembered, an acquaintance from the cloisters of the mind disguising as a first-time visitor. Sibling to and inverse of the déjà vu, where new impressions are wrongly thought to be remembered.
These are songs that make me think of opening my eyes to the light of the midday sun shining through my bedroom window on a Sunday, recollecting scenes from the strange dreams I just woke up from. Of remembering a smile I saw on someone's face many years ago. And there's nostalgia in every one of them―appreciation of and desire for things that I know owe much of their beauty to being distant and gone forever.