i got my mind made up
im putting my foot down
im casting shadows on the water,
that same spot that you drowned
or almost, but didn't
i think you survived
but i haven't heard from you lately
so i may have just lied
so i watch the clocks
numbers swim through my head
erase your favorite memories
you held since you were a kid
you're best and brightest
from your brain back down to your soul
now not remembering kills you,
remember when that was the goal?
I watch you mouth the words
to the lyrics you love, but couldnt say
and it scares me endlessly to see
how catatonic you lay
i watch your chest rise and fall
like an ocean swell
and the flowers and cards she brings
all read the same "wishing you well"
as i watch a blurry scene
unfold around me
falling in and out of consciousness
tearing at I.V.s
i just want to go home
these strangers freaking me out
then i turn and see my mother
crying quietly and
crying quietly and
crying quietly and she tells me
"my baby boy
why do you always do these things to yourself?
At least think of me
if you don't care of your health
my little miracle
i've almost lost you, too many times
….
too many times…"
Alec Bowman perfectly captures the dark soil under the pastoral world of British folk with this collection of melancholy originals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2020
The new EP from Scottish songwriter Alec Bowman_Clarke goes deep, setting vulnerable lyrics to gentle melodies & stripped-back arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 30, 2021