get up girl, it’s time to go now
the subway’s runnin’ really slow today
give up, you’re never gonna make it
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 stations
splish splash, I’m runnin’ through the rain and
tic-tac, you walk right through my brain, I gotta
think fast before I fall right down
the slippery slope of my imagination
[estribillo]
I want you to notice, I want you to care for me
I don’t want you just to notice, I want you to stare at me
I want you to notice, I want you to care for me
and I want you to know this, that I will be there
if you ever were to want me
lying with you on your bed, and I
take two steps back inside my head, I think
“this boy is never gonna let you in
unless he’s feeling desperately empty”
woke up with a poem in my head
from six years ago, but the feelings still aren’t dead
I know they will remain the same
as long as I can’t take them out on you
the way I want to
[estribillo]
since I’m so consistently inconsistent
I know how to keep my distance
if I only see him once a year
that’s 3-6-4 days that
he won’t ever get tired of me
life goes on just the same as ever, it keeps
fading in and out of focus
all the tricks and treats and traps and hocus pocus
it’ll all be over before you even know it
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