On a magic sailboat we go rolling thru the sky
On a river made of tears that flows from the moon’s eye
Waving to the sky birds as they swim up the stream
I know the moon is happy because I can see it beam
They’re tears of joy (they’re tears of joy)
I feel the vibrant colors in the petals of the flowers
And I ask they share the secrets of their special powers
They just laugh and the melody of their laughter is love
The wind-chime syllables go soaring high above
Out into space (with such grace)
Night’s curtain is falling down
No one even makes a sound
Backstage the masks come off
In the audience a raven coughs
When the second act begins
No one knows the name of sin
An owl hoots and the lights come up
Overflowing is the cup of love
Back-lit by a Holy Presence the stain glass world just glows
We are known by the One Awareness that nobody knows
Call it by a million names and yet none suffice
Morning comes and evening goes the sun doth fall and rise
We are loved (we are love)
Now to let the ballast go from this thought balloon
Before things get to heavy I know they can so soon
Harmless seas of harmonies to the rhythm of the waves
We must be innocent as snakes and as wise as babes
And we are (in our hearts)
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