You were born underneath the blue florescent lights
The blood and the guts swept away to stay out of sight
While I...
Picked myself up battered and beat down at your front door
Did your mother hear me crying I was trying to leave
Without disturbing her...
And here's to our packaged feelings lets unwrap them and settle in
Then ship them off just to never see you ever again
Please don't call you whispered "I love you" as we had our last embrace
Here's to the fall, I'm fading away as often as the seasons change.
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