It lives inside the blood, it lives inside the brain
I'm looking for the bottom, where's the bottom
There's no bottom to the endless rage
But oh my species, I love you anyway
Oh my species
Love you species
I've learned things from what I didn't sever
I've met all my friends in rainy weather
Yeah, one day we can meet outside
If we know where to hide
Then we know where to find each other
One day we can be prepared
Get them running scared
Cause what has gone, it won't recover
The news rolls in from capital
A list of what has died
Summer, like a government,
is keeping us inside
And all my favourite places
haven't heard from me in weeks
But I hope they know I've plans for them
The avenues and streets
Yeah, one day we can meet outside
If we know where to hide
Then we know where to find each other
One day we can be prepared
Get them running scared
Cause what has gone, it won't recover
I've never loved a virus
I've only loved the roar
I've never loved the man who sends the workers off to war
But every wave that batters in does something to the shore
And every day I hate you I just love my people more
The nurses on a dying wage saw my grandma better
And my postie, he's held all my letters
And now I know that when the bin collectors came
They were caring for the half of me I always threw away
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It's the hope. Through the sadness and anger at the current state of the world, Grace seems to sing hope and belief that people can, and want to, do better, and build something where we all fit. voxdumnonia
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