An old woman I saw
the other day
We only just met
she was lying there, not afraid
just waiting for her death
She said come to me son
and pulled me on her bed
For once now listen carefully to this
old trash was what she said to me
Life is like walking in the rain
You can hide without getting anywhere
Or just get wet along the way
Those were the last words
she had to say
She laid down her head
with a big smile on her face
Not regretting one moment
of those eightieseven years
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