Vials filled with acid in my breath
Anxiety in tremors through my chest
It’s like the time, the time I had that time
Decisions crushing airways choking lines
But I remember the pain before
And I imagine it now again
And it’s as terrible as I don’t recall it
Won’t stick in my head
Can I avoid tomorrow if I stay
Inside the tempered bottle of my ways
A waste of mind a waste of honest pain
Paralysis, obstruction and decay
I’ve never been lost inside something I know
And I will take my time
I will take your time
I’ve been following down this hole and
I remember it all too well
The coldest memories smell of fire
Flashing brightly in my head
I’ve never been lost inside something I know
I’ve never been lost inside something I own
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
Recorded live at St Buryan Church, the latest from Sarah McQuaid is a showcase for the simple power of voice & guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 16, 2021