i'm cold desire In your heart
what do you see in me
but vanity
so know scoop the soul from my skin 
paint it all with the truth and spoilt skin

insanity, beckons to me
it beckons to me
and the molecules....dance

and its ok, to fall along the way
and placate this pointless point of view
the false indigo, burning up the sky 
the ultra violet, violent kid with a pistol...

and i own the way, as long as i impress
sewn to the lips of fair maidens high n sea

hold this son i own be...home to see
i don't know how i feel with you next to me
i can't tell what is real, don't think less of me
callous usurper you've tainted the line

and its ok, to fall along the way
and placate this pointless point of view
the false indigo, burning up the sky 
the ultra violet, violent kid with a pistol...

safe to say your reflective of your own ways
x marks the y...as it sits on the crumbled page
this is so like you
as it splits in two 
be reflective...
as it sits on the crumbled page
molecules sit and turn

and its ok, to fall along the way
placate this point of view
the false indigo...
it's just a kid with a pistol...

Indigo

constrict the world 
fall upon me
alone you could flee
delicate soul resonates with the fear of cutting me...

tumble down your collared spine...
tumble down...

would i fault you for your flaws
(could it that you're so eager to please)
and i could open all your doors
(could it that you're so eager to please)

...if you give me the key...

i can see you
so can i 
the reasons are multiplied 
divide the page
see hollow churches stand
hollowed out for better things
forgiveness is a lie
so now is my pain
sit up on this darker cloud

you belong here among the tress

you play god
can you feel the cells on fire
I'm on fire
complicated, piece of circumstance according to me

collared spine...colalred spine

tumble down your collared spine...
tumble down...tumble down...tumble down...

follow me to the river, wash it down and i follow you to the river 
cast the first stone...we began the war
we began the war


The Spine

cruel is the ocean
it begs its way back to me
pieces come and pieces go
never further than a stones throw

i am weightless
spinning around your head 
i am tasteless
drink it all in front of me

i know its harder than its meant to be
these villains dreams won't leave me 
and there's nothing that you can say to make it leave

she would always wait for me
she would hold me tight and wait until the fear had gone
it was never meant to be
cold and afraid for me

get out of my head
i can see feel you always poking around
get out of my head 
i can see you both ways sneaking around

all alone it rattles bones...i know
till i find a reason, i remain 
weightless

somethings moving up the wall
i know i dislike this
but i haven't slept for days 
folded by the interstate 
feinding alone...
i couldn't put a price on what i'd pay to feel alright

and its only the sixth string that i fear
holding on to the rag tag volley of niceties in the fifties
in a house full of wolves

get out of my head
i can see feel you always poking around
get out of my head 
i can see you both ways sneaking around

all alone it rattles bones...i know
till i find a reason, i remain 
weightless


 

Weightless

light of mine, overload
and i feel it coming now
pieces of a myriad
likely over

seated in temples awry
better left in time
elevation benign...you're not the same inside

we are the incidentals
please say hello...i know...you are one of us
and it seems to be
part of something bigger now
the days are so much simpler now
in the sky you're all i see
we are the...

days grow cold on the skeleton seas
as we cut the mighty waves
a stormy high, a villain's dream
a poet's love for the things he's seen

breathe in the oceans alive
and the fire red sky
navigation denied, we're not the same inside 

we are the incidentals
please say hello...i know...you are one of us
and it seems to be
part of something bigger now
the days are so much simpler now
in the sky you're all i see
we are the...


The Incidentals

hold your gaze
let them watch while
let them watch while it snows
let them watch while it snows
pretend, its a dream in a better life 
feather the ash, and always beneath this...
a violence grows
a violence grows

My own way
This is the sign you seek...this is the sign you see

These are the wolves...these are the wolves

my soul is safe and leaps and bounds
it binds itself to the ancient stone 
although i'd like to try and force the lock
and try to force you to smile

the wolves of patience....

My own way
This is the sign you seek...this is the sign you see

These are the wolves...these are the wolves


The Wolves

it's the hope of a fickle dream...
and i...
get lost in the middle, lost in the centre...
and i...
can face other things for a little while...

as easy i breathe i lie to you
open up your mind 
the third eye i look through 
free form the leaves carved in stone

solemn days, unfound, unclaimed, unnamed
born of bitter eyes 


Carved In Stone (The Intrepid)

i hold this place for you
you're the fuse that turns me bright now
its the game we play 
slinging hearts to the ones we favour

i know i said I'm over going under, i know
i feel i'm walking backwards, backwards
these lies will surely shame me

but i push through 
i know it so well...this game
but the boards in tatters and the battleship's missing
i know you're worn out
but if you are listening

i am that cross you bear
the one you tell your other friends but they don't care
i'm not the one 
the kind to place the blame, for the way that i landed
although my head spins i'll never ask for anything
i am that cross you bear
when the weight of the world, comes down 
i see you standing there
i've just begun to comprehend all the things that i'm missing
and now i'm listening

this road is so, believably rocky
cut the crust and bite down
watch the way he sways
selling out just to stay in favour

you see i hope i know i got it in me, i know
i feel i'm walking tightrope, tightrope
turn and face this wave
coming hard just to knock me over

i know i said i'm over going under


 

Cross To Bear

i don't understand
can't you smile away this pain
stripped from the world of all insane
but the priest will come on sunday 
he will marry you to your money
oh the priest will come on sunday
and i wish that you could see

but you're faded on the inside 
your colour's on the window
smeared across the will to know
the corners of my soul
oh your faded on the inside
smeared across the clear window 
the colours form a will to know 
the corners of my soul, oh the corners of my soul

sit back relax where did you come from 
let me regale you, with a tale of treachery and lechery 
by authority making us a metaphorical catastrophe

you said to me
that you can't believe this world 
what you gonna do about that, 
sing about that, do about that
put your finger in a rat trap
oh you said to me
you read to me, you bled to me
randomly its fed to me 

but you're faded on the inside 
your colour's on the window
smeared across the will to know
the corners of my soul
oh your faded on the inside
smeared across the clear window 
the colours form a will to know 
the corners of my soul, oh the corners of my soul


Fake The Elation

A second mix demo of a track off upcoming E.P - My Own Skin

I felt like I was fighting the low end frequencies right from the start of this song. Trying to hold the "boom" at bay without losing the sub to the rest of the mix was a challenge.

Feedback welcome.

music & lyrics by dan bradshaw
written, recorded & produced by dan bradshaw

created by you and i
i fight for it all
this benign apparition believes
that it holds me together...by your side

I define what it ceases to be
see it float down the river...by your side
reach for the stars...

restarted...
the fallen...
...the bitter eyes of a girl better left unnamed...
like a stone in a river
i can feel you wearing a way

stop holding it in 
doesn't feel quite the same
that was yesterday 
can't you see...
....I'm falling to pieces

shut up and listen to me...

The Fallen (Demo)

azure
ˈaʒə,-ʒj(ʊ)ə,ˈeɪ-/Submit
adjective
1.
bright blue in colour like a cloudless sky.
"thin streaks of cloud trailed across an azure sky"


i just like to make music...i move fleetingly between genres guided by the lyrics (included in each track) and themes of each piece. I won't attempt to define the style except to say that it is mine...

comments and constructive feedback on the production and/or musicianship would be greatly appreciated. 



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