We're scratching at the walls
And trying not to misbehave
They say it's nothing at all
It's just some rattling the cage
It's probably going nowhere
The answer's probably no
It must be hidden somewhere
Somewhere close
And people made of stone
They know exactly how it feels
When running up the road
Is just like running on a wheel
We're zooming in close
Into a Bona Fide smile
A lot of talk of hope
It's probably gonna take a while
We're waking up again
And wandering the halls
It's going on and on
And on and on a clock
You see your face
Reflected in the dark
It's caught behind the glass
And so
You want another kind of life
Well what would you propose
If you could have another try
If you could do it all again
Would you do it all the same
Would you even have a choice
And tell me how would you begin
We're waking up again and wandering the halls
It's going on and on
And on and on a clock
You see your face
Reflected in the dark
Caught behind the glass
And sooo you want another kind of life
Well what would you propose
If you could have another
We're zooming in close
To another kind of life
We're zooming in close
To something Bona Fide
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
supported by 8 fans who also own “Bona Fide Smile”
Album of the year. In a fair and just world, they would be headlining festivals with this one. Big hooks. Vivid verses. Fingers-crossed, the instrumentals will get the vinyl treatment. Goodwill Hunter