Oh, I said it and it started, ashes into bone
Oh you can get it in the garden girl when you get home
Oh how I love to see the sunlight running through the trees
With the moss so soft it could cure what ales your feet
And I'm the mud
Muddy like the mud you can almost taste
Muddy that is mud cause it's been getting rained on all day
And I don't know if I'll find my way back home
Maybe when I come clean
Oh, how I let you get to me, let you get right in
Oh and then you walk right through me places that I've never been
I'm just one more giant trying to get to the top
When your eyes get close you know then most of my heart just drops
Cause your, green like the garden, green like an overgrown tree
And I don't know when I'll find my way back home
Cause I lost the boy in me.
Oh the invention of a garden
Oh the invention of a garden, God and green
Oh the invention of a garden
Starting right here with me
The mud
Muddy like the mud on a mud birthday cake
Muddy like the mud that can take, and take, and take it
And I don't know when I'll find my way back home
Maybe when they bury me
Oh the inventor of a garden
Oh the inventor of a garden, guarding me
Oh the inventor of a garden
Inventor of a garden
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