Yakabatanidzwa ruzha

“Good evening… What you are about to see is not a performance. It is a time machine. Do you remember? Remember the first time you heard it? a sound that said exactly what you felt, but could never find the words Tonight, we go back— to sleepless nights, to broken hearts, to the songs that saved us. They said we’d grow out of it. They said it was a phase. But the scars stayed. The feeling never left. So when the lights go down… remember— This is who you are. This… was never a phase.”