And all my friends are all sinking ships, I’m barely keeping myself afloat
And I ain’t leaving this house for days or, maybe even weeks
cos if the shaking, don’t stop
And all my dreams get buried, on the floor with the words that I wrote
and I guess we were never meant for this, 'cos aspirations can turn you inside out
They’ll turn you inside out
I know I said, I’d be long gone by now, I’ll wait for the day, I’ll wait for the day it all fades away
so hold on my friends, for this is not the end, we’re dust and bones, we’re dust and bones trying to find our way home
And she said, I ain’t leaving this house, for another 17 weeks
‘cos I can’t stand these dirty streets and the, hole they leave
I can’t stand this town, I spend nights plotting my escape,
I guess I’d be more satisfied if I, accepted my fate
I know I said, I’d be long gone by now, I’ll wait for the day, I’ll wait for the day 'till it all fades away
so hold on my friends, for this is not the end, we’re dust and bones, we’re dust and bones trying to find our way home
I know I said, I’d be long gone by now, I’ll wait for the day, I’ll wait for the day till it all fades away
so hold on my friends, for this is not the end, we’re dust and bones, we’re dust and bones trying to find our way home
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