come the morning time
before the light has come
a car rolls by our window
I'm no longer numb
i feel everything
I think I wanna cry
I think I wanna die right here
but I don't wanna die
at all
and you
give the color
to all things
I think my cheeks were red
and I think loves that pale blue
of your eyes
that first night when you cried
in my arms on the floor of this room
and I wish I were you
or that I could be a little more like that
wanna live with you
wanna get a cat
it's morning again
and there's no light yet
think I wanna die right here
but don't wanna die
I've got so much left
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