Rushing Water Rushing Water
In the glen your song resounding
With your frequent repetitions
As of thunder in the mountains
Won’t you tell us of your journey
Through the Moorlands and the Fenlands
By the sunshine of the meadow
And the shadow of the forest
Singing Birds Singing Birds
In the sky above me gliding
Soaring over the vast blue yonder
Won’t you tell us what you ponder
As you fly from hill to valley
On your way to far off islands
‘Till you homeward fly at sunset
To your nest among the pine trees
Rushing Water Rushing Water
In the glen your song resounding
With your frequent repetitions
As of thunder in the mountains
Won’t you tell us of your journey
Through the Moorlands and the Fenlands
By the sunshine of the meadow
And the shadow of the forest
By the sunshine of the meadow
And the shadow of the forest
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
Introspective, homespun folk tunes from John Donne that feel informed by the sugary bleakness of '80s and '90s indie pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2023