We're the underground beings,
Stalking through the crowd, seething.
Everything is so loud, I breath in,
Dostoyevsky's proud, we're beaten.
Notes from the underground, keeping,
Shut for the daylight hours.
The key to the heart is jammed in the lock again,
Stuck in the close in the loveless evening.
Dead souls in a secret place to hide out.
I get home in a fever,
I hope that they don't come on, come on out again.
I get hold of the season,
I twist my arm, so I twist it inside out again.
I unfold the look of reason,
The colours drain down, down, down, down again.
We're the underground beings,
Stalking through the crowd, seething.
Everything is so loud, I breath in,
Dostoyevsky's proud, we're beaten.
The key to the heart is jammed in the lock again,
Stuck in the close in the loveless evening.
Notes from the underground (x3)
The key to the heart is jammed in the lock again,
Stuck in the close in the loveless evening.
Jeff Spoonhower brings his 20 years of experience working in video games to the dazzling synthwave he makes as Electron Odyssey. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 14, 2021