Sweetleaf is a celebration of good shit. At its core lies the irrepressible human urge to burst into song or uncontrollable laughter, to hug someone or moonwalk to the other side of the road. It stands for the fireflies. Brief, beautiful and inconspicuous wonders glowing quietly in the wild grass. It’s the proverbial songbird that sings not because it has an answer. But because it has a song.