Only a week or so to go
Of hearing the people below say
“If you don’t relent, you’re nothing
If you want to be free, you’re bluffing”
Six flights down, a ways uptown
And I’d rather die than look back behind me
An army of water gathers ‘round
Just for me to step right into
As I turn that worn out corner
Take me to the doctor now
Put me under, record my blunders
And sent it out for the world to trip out to
You tune the harp and dye your hair
To match the pattern on your chair
So ends the premium trial
But I’ll buy it all with a smile
Shooting down the street today
Here’s to supervised decay
Only a week or so to go before
Future slips underneath the door
Through your venetian blinds
And a doggy who isn’t mine
How much longer until you wonder
If it all means nothing?
The Seams' jangly pop is full of lovely melodic twists and elegant turns-of-phrases delineating the quotidian details of love and romance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2018