Gathering remnants of the past
Like trying to piece together broken glass
I wish I could find bliss in reminiscing
But I can't shake the feeling that something missing
Or maybe it was never there
Our contentment got lost between all the blank stares
My hands, outstretched, looking for something to hold onto
But I couldn't keep my grips on...
Tearing at the "remember when's"
Feel a sense of regret as every shred falls to the floor
Still every morning, the sun shines through my door
But your jacket is gone; I won't see you anymore
(I should've known it's easier to let go)
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