When I think of death and dying, I think of changing names
Moving to another country, to forget you did the same
I’d see you in the ocean blowing bubbles, like an aspect Aphrodite
Silly and so tragic, forgetting you would turn me into death
When I think of death and dying, I think of picking flowers
Make excuse to roam the country, just to find another hour
I’d keep all of our photos in a drawer, far away from the ones that you took with them
But the lot goes up in flames, the smell of heat replaces all we had
When I think of death and dying, I think of losing sleep
Listening to music, without you here by me
I’d be burning all your pictures by myself, they never did exist though
I’m such a liar, and wreck and thief and coward, I know
I see you you’re walking away with your love
With your back in the jacket that I never bought
I could talk from afar to you thought I’m not there
But the dreams with you in them are better than that
I see you already you keep showing up
You don’t have to say that I’m not being fair
I’m already sorry I’m stupid for writing
These words that won’t reach you I’m not even there
Stop it I see you a jewel in the sand
That I try to pick up but then shatters in hand
It cuts through my skin to start flowing my blood
I remember the feeling of dying again
Stop it I see you I already know
That you’re more than I could be and more than you show
I know they exist and I don’t have a soul
I never existed I don’t make a sound
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