Wake up, coughing, tired, with my face in my hands
staring at the window as the sunlight demands (action)
All the energy it takes to close these bedroom blinds.
Wrote this selfish sadness on a bathroom wall,
spent half the span of some lost culture’s rise and fall,
but I’m as clueless as a drooling four year old.
Still hoping I might find the capacity to let you know I know you’re lonely.
So here’s the last call for regrets, a final slow dance through
the days that we all hold on to.
Here’s the promises I’ve made, tied too tight to undo.
An unwrapped gift from me to you.
All the slightly insane on the 18 North Main,
reaching for a small-town downtown, night rain
nothing I could say could be worth saying anyway today.
Like “Hey, whatever happened to what’s that guys’ name?”
we get a little older and it looks the same: askance
Excuse my failing sense of humour.
Still hoping I might find the capacity to let you know that we’re still lonely.
So here’s the last call for regrets, a final slow dance through
the days that we all hold on to.
Here’s the promises I’ve made;
a razor blade and this broken piece of chain.
A history left to rust out in the rain.
Best DIY songwriter this side of the universe :)
Mike is also in Ghostwrite band. He's the best organ player this side of the universe :) the Ghostwrite
Best hardcore band this side of the universe :)
Did some epic cross-county acoustic shows with Shawna and Brooks a pile of years ago. That was the best, too. the Ghostwrite
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