The little things keep you awake
War and peace and your own mistakes
Something's gotta give
You see yourself in windowpanes
Your face is tired but it's still the same
They asked for you by name
Eyes wide you made your bed
But we're the ones who lay our heads
You act extraordinary
I almost believe you really care
But all those things you carry
Are showing wear and tear
Eyes wide you made your bed
But we're the ones who lay our heads
It's hard in January
When skies are cold and gray
But if you ask me nicely
You know I’ll always play
Eyes wide you made your bed
But we're the ones who lay our heads
A smooth, jazzy ride through psych-prog twists and turns, all led by an airy and captivating voice captured at a changing moment. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 7, 2018
Twitchy, effects-heavy post-punk grooves give way to psychedelic surf-rock delirium on the Toronto quartet's dreamy-yet-doomy second LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2024