Your fingers so delicate, but hardly benign
They calculate and measure my heart to the nines
You tipped me right over and I tipped you my hat
The moment I let you in, you’re out like a cat
It’s just not your face, it’s just not your mind
You touch that part of me that wants to shrivel up and die
You settle like sugar to the bottom of my glass
And as I watch it floating down it ain’t easy to relax
You’re unsettling and sweet, but never you mind
Won’t finish where I left off because you left me behind
It’s just not your face, it’s just not your mind
You touch that part of me that wants to shrivel up and die
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