Welcome back today's been a disaster
Repairing myself from a difficult morning after
Whitestone waves hello as I drive past it
I'm talking aloud and alone in a Ford Fiesta casket
Hold on to those nights in New York City
A bottle of wine and a few debates were all I had in me
Every street I yell down holds me to its standards
How come it sounds nice when no one answers?
It feels sincere
How often I can disappear
So I rely
On shutting down when I arrive
Swollen eyes
High at night
Uninspired
So it's not as bad as it seemed at 18
But the memories greet me in my worst dreams
I'll go home slow
Please don't follow
It feels sincere
How often I can disappear
So I rely
On shutting down when I arrive
Swollen eyes
High at night
Uninspired
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