I'm thinking of spending time
Occupation for my mind
At the nursery, pantomime
Act like the plants
Asleep and alive
But no one has it all worked out
Down to the hour
Who they are
And the question there
On everybody's mind
Is the answer here
In every flower
Maybe silence brought me here
Talking once taught me not to care
Take a nap now on the stairs
Drunk in God's glory
Just about anywhere
But no one has it all worked out
Down to the hour
Who they are
And the question there
On everybody's mind
Is the answer here
In every flower
And the petals glare
Not to be undone
If they fall away
Hold on, you rise
Above what you love
And what you despise
Hold on, what do you taste
As your former self drifts away
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