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lyrics
My man,
If you love her don’t say
Bitch.
Even if you don’t
There is a whole language from which
To extract your words.
Don’t mince your words
It’s so redeeming
To sweat out a living.
Brush off your boots
Come on and lean in,
My friend
There is a race you can’t win
Even if you run till you blow out your lungs.
My dream of a golden calf came
And then you were gone
Cut off your hood
It’s so much cleaner
We worship / demean you
What about Love confused the singer?
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
My friend, we should
Stop falling
Travel on till I look smaller
I know we should
Stop failing
Massive crowds come weeping wailing
Weeping wailing
“I cannot breathe”
Shot calling
Not balling
Fuck you, pay me
Just stop talking.
Nothing here to see,
Keep walking
Violence.
White on white
Money
Shuck and jive,
You think that’s funny
My friend, we should
Go whaling
I know where we can go sailing…
New London-ers
Come save me
From the land-owners
When my time is done - Come take me
River, wash, and sun - And son please
Clean the hate and scum - Please clean me
War has made us numb - Come feel me
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
My man, you do not have to pay
Below as above - we’re taking
Only what we love - Earth breaking
Gold is not enough - Come with me
My friend, if you love her don’t say…
Fools are much to rough
Come gently
Cynical or fluff
I choose peace
You’re so fucking tough
Am I weak?
No, not me
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