Come, and dry me out
I’m a little lost, a little terrified
And all the terror with my doubts
And like these feelings my hands are tied
And I put my faith in shallow water
In a panicked, chaotic state
You’ve been clicking your red heels
trying to find your way back home
I’ve been here, trying to bury these bones
So let it come slow, let it come heavy
I’ll be waiting whenever you’re ready
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
So come, and tear me apart
I’ve seen your bones, I know your heart
and all that was lost, fades to ambiguous grey
You’re just another reason not to stay
So let it come slow, let it come heavy
I’ll be waiting whenever you’re ready
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
And if all we have are these moments we should let ‘em pass
And the whiskey runs dry, but the cold feeling remains
This is damned from the start
I can barely sing your name
wont you come down with the rain
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