By the waters of the deep
High above and down below
Lonely creatures try to keep
Treasures lost so long ago
Joy and sorrow, truth and lies
Gods of thunder, lords of flies
Love, creation and demise
Last chance to touch your tiny hand
Weak soul apart in silence grey
Last spoken word just falling dead
From pain and darkness fly away
How could it be it's hard to tell
Your shining cradle from my hell
All you've heard and all you've seen
Through the ages of decline
Ugly scars on golden skin
Shining fevers of divine
Cries and whispers, blood and stone
Always tried to fly alone
Fallen angel of my dawn
In mazes bleeding shadows crawl
One final step to kiss the sky
One helpless look to take them all
One to forget and one to die
Last chance to touch your tiny hand
I'll always love you… to the end
credits
from Last Tale of Love,
released November 4, 2020
Music and lyrics by Ash
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