you are the gold beneath the ground
you are the undisclosed location where my body was found
you are just the blur i see
the discrepancy between my vision and me
you are the knots that live in my back
you are my heart attack
and i can feel you fucking with the beat
the one inside my chest, kick, snare, repeat
you are the police at the door
while i'm frantically screaming "she doesn't live here anymore"
you are my shepard, you are my lord
you lead me to bed each night, you know, until i get bored
you are the lyrics i cant sing
the pawn shop wedding ring
you are the sunshine sneaking through
the heat of the moment, words like i and hate and you
you are the window i cant break
you are my favorite mistake you know, the one i always make
you are the unavoidable call
the lust i chase before the fall
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