The big wheel spins tonight
Oh god my fading sight
Oslo, you couldn’t love me if I let you know
Your hands are always cold
Oslo, pastel houses in the morning light
And all the other people
There’s always someone else
And we talk and we talk
Until some point when it goes quiet
And I can’t take it anymore
Tune in, turn down, turns out, good night
You couldn’t love me if I let you know
A soaring, searing blend of indie and psych rock from Soft Walls captures the highs of early romance and the lows of depression all in one. Bandcamp New & Notable May 9, 2023