When autumn came and took me by the wrist
I couldn't help but turn my head
For that faint creek that sounded on the stairs
And the boards around my bed
Tied to the least and rolling east
The wheels beneath my feet
Howled at the ground and rattled the screws
Of the joints inside my seat
It felt better
Taken inside and following blind
A stranger in the dark
Before the light upset my eyes
And was just a gentle spark
What was smooth now touches harsh
beneath the pressure of my hands
My own mind is often unkind
To what the nerves understand
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