Tear down the fences round your heart.
And run till your last breath
It's not a race and there's no start.
Don't follow the signs that say stop.
Giving in to what you know.
Only trust in what you see.
Or all the precious seeds you sow
flourish into nothing but weeds.
Here again.
Now there's nowhere left to go.
No release. No escape.
In this storm I stand alone.
You'll never take me alive.
Or collect the debts I owe.
So beware of the bite
Of the snakes I used to know.
Turn out the light.
Maybe I'll get some sleep tonight.
And I'll find out what
Dreams are about.
Maybe I'll dream aloud tonight.
For the first time.
No. Not for me.
Pray a little longer.
Run a little faster.
Push a little harder.
Instead of waking up to something unreal.
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
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