When was the last time that we spoke face to face?
Our lives our on the run but we can't hold the pace
And when my telephone rings I never know how I should behave
Times have taught us how to bury and ignore
When our closest friend is a closed bedroom door
If I look away i'm sorry my eyes just aren't used to yours
I feel like there are two of me
We're all stuck dreaming in the screen
Somehow we're watching ourselves sleep
Lo-fi experimental synth music from the Estonian producer and frequent Dean Blunt Collaborator, crafted in conjunction with a graphic novel. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 24, 2024