at the end of the day
when the purples and pinks
start to sink in the ground
back behind our house
we will wonder and wait
on the plans that we make
wait and wonder and wait
this place is pastel
stuccoed bright, stuccoed shut
folks like ants walk upright
back and forth, back and forth
we have feet just the same
and this place has a name:
"nowhere here, nowhere now"
sea encircles the land
but you sit on your hands
thinking of your poor heart
oh alas, oh alas
don't worry where he is
it's not your problem, it's his
if he never saw
there are swordfights and ships
there's cartwheels and backflips
there are mysteries to solve
thumbwars yet to be won
there are letters to read
there are people to feed
there's a lot to be done
at the end of the day
when the paint-flecked sun
starts to sink in the ground
starts to sink down low
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