I guess this is what forever feels like
Sure wish I could just disappear
I hate the voice that’s in the playback
Wish I wrote words you’d like to hear
Always knew I wasn’t a good person
Never lied to myself when I’m lying here at night
She says I’m sweet but in the wrong ways
I just want to make it right.
It’s all the things you once bought
Looking down with so much grief
Filling a casket with your notebooks
The words, the only thing to keep that meant anything.
Remember saying how I loved it
All the time we wasted then
I watch the clocks drain like a painting
I just want it back again.
So don’t be a stranger and I’ll call when I can
I was looking for an anchor but found dry land
All the time, the wasted seasons, the secrets we keep
All the things we hide, saying words that we don’t really mean.
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
Percussionist and sound artist Riccardo La Foresta joins musician and producer James Ginzburg for a fluid collaborative experiment. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024