The sirens are singing
The only song they've ever known
In the air of thousands of fears
And no one's there as your life disappears
Like boiling blood on melting snow
They fall from the nightshade
Of endless hunger and dismay
Turning loose all the hell on the living
All what you've ever really tried to believe in
They turn to dust and ashes grey
This world's dark and real
It's time to be wise
To swallow our tears
And open our eyes
So far and so near
We're almost the same
There's nothing to fear
And no one to blame
We all disappear
In silence and flame
There's nothing to fear
And no one to blame
You can send the clouds
Of thousand legions to our lands
In the chase of all treasures and powers
But on the canvas of the world's final hours
Our story lasts where others end
The eyes of our children
Our wives and mothers hopes and grief
Bless this landscape aggressive and rival
In bloody carnival of death and survival
In this world of disbelief
This world's dark and real
It's time to be wise
To swallow our tears
And open our eyes
So far and so near
We're almost the same
There's nothing to fear
And no one to blame
We all disappear
In silence and flame
There's nothing to fear
And no one to blame
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