I didn't have a lot of faith in humanity's various attempts to construct meaning in this world when I wrote this. I guess I still don't, but it's more that I am no longer of the belief than humans are the types of things that should.
lyrics
Look at you my son, the fruit of Avalon
Skin so hard from discipline
Won't you build those walls so high, one eye for an eye
And not one inch given
For one so pure, you sure don't look too healthy to me
Oh me oh my: the poison was inside
The shining city on the hill, the dream we can can fill
All the wolves and angels fed
One apple spoils the load, but the dream still holds
To the bright future led
But still the harvest spoils, upon the hill of bones and pride
Much to my surprise: the poison was inside
Meet, meet me deep, in the cold dry desert
There we will stare at the receding star light
There's nowhere to hide: the poison was inside
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