fundamentally a skeleton for something else's secrets
artificially intelligent enough to find the reset
I cant find the password
to get into the real world
I feel cold and useless
don't wanna be a nuisance
I wish nobody knew my name I wish that I could run away from this
I wish that I was something bigger than my body and my fingerprints
I wanna do the right thing
who even knows what that means
can you see the simulation?
im just making conversation
and if the world's a little brighter than it tells me so
I guess ill open a window
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