Her walk’s discrete
But there’s an echo in the street
Reverberating in the bannisters
Through apartments of barristers
Having dinner in kitchen rooms
Are filled with pigeon grooms
It’s been days now
Since you gave me the badge
Sent a telegram to stall you
To ask can I call you
I live in a museum now
And I want to compare
Where it’s at and what is where
Wallow, wallow, hollowed out
Now I’m evil
And the days are wrapped in grey
You know the window is open
Where the light bulb is broken
You were dancing past the ice cream vendors
To a record by The Seaside Menders
Pass right through the dull of my blank eyes
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