The onset of cold air oft sweeps the warmth
from memory and hope, playing on how I miss you
Dragging my limbs day by day in silence
Never to question if I'm really living at all
Though your dust is underground
You walk with me every new sun
And though you will not see me grow
I would have let you down still
The longer time will pass us by
You've come to me in thought less than I'd like
I love you as much as I ever have
And yet you'll too be buried by time
Without you here I couldn't go on
And I don't want you to leave
my dreams are fraught with your substance
Sometimes I wish I got to know you a little better
An old acquaintance from his time teaching at my former high school. He recorded this in the months before his passing. Rest in peace MV. Light Through A Tomb
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