my first love mends my final days
like a porch light left on
after everyone's gone
will wait til you're home
as long as it can
my first love mends my final days
i'm shored up in pain
like a wrist tied in chains
like a back made to break
i understand
my first love mends my final days
i remember that kiss
the decay in your spit
dreams too suffocated
by my own hand
my first love mends my final days
every childhood will end
and i know when mine did
tore through my own skin
only to see it mend
only to see it mend
only to see it mend
only to see it mend
only to see it mend
to see it mend
...
i'm takin' precious time
the serpent speaks all night
seven stars align
cherry, cherry high
angel wings burst out my spine
my tears will turn to wine
a blaze surrounds the shrine
cherry, cherry high
cop car parked in the drive
let me be your wife
chewin' on the rind
cherry, cherry high
a tongue that no one will speak
my inhibitions getting weak
the shattered mirror shines
cherry, cherry high
purple guts torn from the bird
have you read the word
of revelation nine?
cherry, cherry high
forehead bears the sign
abaddon twists your life
the poison comes alive
cherry, cherry high
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