I can’t seem to sleep anymore
The walls keep on talking from the upstairs floor
And I’m downstairs lying awake again.
And things don’t seem like they were
I lie awake while you don’t even stir
And I never kept secrets like this before.
And up until now it was you I adored.
And now I’m downstairs,
Kissing somebody downstairs,
Touching somebody downstairs
And you don’t even know
How I feel, anymore
How I feel, anymore
How I feel, anymore
And what is real
And now I’m downstairs
Touching somebody downstairs
Kissing somebody downstairs
And you don’t even know.
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