The NGADM is finally nearing its terminus! And here we have another lovely Jordi Francis original that speaks to me on a number of levels. From the title alone I was expecting something a bit different, but the tone still fits the theme very well and I resonate with it as a bit of a people watcher, myself. Different lives and seemingly different worlds, all wrapped up in their own individual thoughts and responsibilities, yet surrounded by dozens of other people that they rarely - if ever - notice. But I digress...
Your vocal mixing levels are indeed improved, and I think you've pretty much nailed that spot on here. The instrumentals possess a decidedly ethereal quality that I associate with much of your music and the vocals complement that beautifully. The lyrics themselves are nice and poetic, expressing both a literal and symbolic natures of the human condition.
Everything just feels like it melds together very smoothly, and that includes the way that the vocals have been folded into the music. There is one brief moment at :54 where one of your instrumental elements sounds off, however. It might be the harp or that bell-like instrument, but I cannot be certain; there is admittedly a lot going on and I can't tell for certain even after several listens, but something comes off as being flat. Besides that singular moment I can find no other fault in the music, and perhaps it was purposefully meant to be atonal, but it just doesn't jive with me, musically. I won't be taking away half a star for it since I'm not some hard-ass nitpick of a judge. ;)
Overall, the song is positively lovely and possesses a kind of a lonely and melancholic air. Life continues on apace, even when we finally choose to stop for a minute and look at the hustle and bustle that exists all around us. Where are they going? Where have they been? Many curious and unanswerable questions, but - as a musician - it makes for excellent inspiration. Hang in there, Jordi! You've already managed to come this far, and I wish you all the best as the curtain begins to unravel.