She says she's good
As they are sitting side by side
But the floors in her sight his intuition was right
High five, well ok there's something that's certainly
Not good
About the way her face
Matches the white walls, ducking phone calls
Pacing quickly towards where he exits
What's your game?
What's your angle?
It's been a good week
This isn't how I thought I'd spend
A Friday night again
And now he's home
He doesn't feel that bad the next day
Woke up on the couch to friends being loud
This my life now, maybe I need to
Settle down
Re-evaluate
The way I've been thinking, clearly sinking
I don't need to be asking you questions like
What's your game?
What's your angle?
It's been a good week
This isn't how I thought I'd spend
A Friday night again
It seems odd
But it's important
To engage myself in conversations in the morning
I'm learning
Subsonic Eye combines math rock, dream pop, and guitar sounds borrowed from post-rock for songs that whirl and flurry, but never quite settle. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 15, 2023