Ive been watching the sunise for 5 days and nights sleepless as a ghost im waiting for phone call that i know will come, and break off my tongue
and i dont even know how
to live without the dirt under my skin
ive was filthy and sick crawling in my own whims but the voices i heard, they screamed like the birds in the mourning when im waking or running on fumes from singing towards the gap between the devil and you
and i wont ever know how
to read these creatures out
ive been listening to the wailing to the pleading to the believing to the deceiving to the retrieving to the sound of my lungs screaming
christ is the way, he'll curse off the pain, you will breath again when he comes home some day
and oh my god i can explain
exactly how we fucked up everything
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024