I’m singing this song cause I don’t sing enough
About visions of nameless fear
About that feeling in the pit of your gut
That nothing is what it appears
About darkness that colors the sunshine at noon
The silver lining’s dark cloud
The things that we ‘re too busy shouting about
To ever speak them out loud
Stand tough
Stand tall
I’m running thru the valley of a thousand shadows
Without looking left or right
Using all that I’ve learned to lose myself
Till I’m lost in the pale moonlight
In a fever dream, I caught up to the face
Of the creature I thought I became
but I dared not look for very long
and the creature he did the same
Stand tough
Stand tall
Between the grains of sand on the beach
Between the earth and the moon
The ghosts of a million martyrs sing
Listen and you’ll hear the tune
In the cry of a newborn baby
In the smoke when the fire burns out
In the way we never listen
To the things we’re shouting about
Stand tough
Stand tall
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