Oh, the boy is walking,
squeaking in his shoes from the rain that's got in.
The rip in the sole of his shoe follows
his footsteps through the darkness as he moves.
Black, baggy trousers,
wet and pressed against the skin,
soaked from letting the rainfall in, the
striped gloves, one on one off,
the gloved hand for the cigarette
the bare hand shielding from the wet and
As he walks he talks to himself as his thoughts now spill out aloud.
The silence meets these empty streets as he blindly follows his feet.
As he walks he talks to himself as his thoughts now spill out aloud.
The lightning flickers above him, gentle and silent but somehow destructive.
A purple hat and smile is all he needs,
to his hide from his insecurities.
These things, the weird, the funny qualities
distract from his eyes and being so ugly but
he knows it's not worth these things
he shouldn't let it bother him he shouldn't fucking give a shit but
as it goes, fear is all we know,
we all do something to hide ourselves,
behind our clothes.
As he walks he talks to himself as his thoughts now spill out aloud.
The silence meets these empty streets as he blindly follows his feet.
As he walks he talks to himself as his thoughts now spill out aloud.
The lightning flickers above him, gentle and silent but somehow destructive.
The walk helps to calm a troubled mind.
Talking through thoughts keeps me focused inside,
The walk helps to calm a troubled mind.
Talking through thoughts keeps me focused inside,
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
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