The universe is a flower
Blooming in the unseen garden
From the budding of the big bang
To her slow decay and parting
On a hedgerow of universes
And this realization is just starting
A trillion other universes
Have flowered and have faded in the dirt
And trillion more will blossom
We are neither last nor are we first
Underneath an unseen sun
And the nourishing of hidden cloud bursts
And who is the gardener
And does the gardener have a name?
Does the gardener have a family--
Do we and the gardener look the same?
Is the universe of the gardener
Just another flower in a chain?
We can't see to our own stem
All we can do is speculate
But it seems certain that we're here together
So isn't it useless to hate
As we await the falling petals
That will accompany our mutual fate?
The universe is a flower
Blooming in the unseen garden
From the budding of the big bang
To her slow decay and parting
On a hedgerow of universes
And this realization is just starting
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