I don't understand
what the things we say really mean
if we don't believe in them
like I believe in you
but I do
I don't know
what I could ever be
if you were gone
I envision the pain peeling off
of our apartment walls
now I'm taking down the pictures
in your bedroom
and I can't stop
this is my dream
and I live it every night
even if i don't remember
I couldn't understand
what you told me on tuesday night
but if I did
I'd probably scream and cry
but that's alright
I think your cheeks are cold
and I think fear's
that broken glass in your eyes
so unlike that first night
when you cried
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