You wanted to wear your hair like Laura
but you prayed for a better fate
you ate his flesh and drank his blood
held your breath amidst the flood
hoping for better days.
Still say you met him at that party
told your friends that he stole your heart
in slurred words and beer breath kisses
you sure fell apart.
The dust collects on your front porch
you've seen the sunrise twice before
spent this year collecting tears
young love, tattoos, photos, beer
but your aching for more.
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