Mallow - demo

Under All My Skin demo

I don‘t mind if you are here
In fact, I wish you were 
Here with me now

For in my life I never feel alive 
Except when I‘m with you

Now that you are out of sight
I feel like I will burst 
From the inside out

For in our days I‘ve never had the guts to say 
I love you and every day I love you more

And all the days without you just feel sore

Apart, at a passionate start demo

The small birds sing what I think when I‘m alone
In their celestial voices
Other things fill my mind at times, of course
Like where to lay down the bridge and how

Like this? Like a pop star? 
Oh no, I don‘t like how that sounds...

I could try letting it go, the doubt at hand
And write from the heart, unfiltered
Of all my moods and contempt for society
And all the ways I have found to escape its grip

And walk within my garden in freedom

Roaming without reason why it comes to me
My vices are cesspools corroding the base
Of who I am and will be in the story‘s end
I should be writing a fearless foundation
Addressing what life could be in harmony
And standing up for the weak and the voiceless
Before I preach and condemn though, I know I should
Clean up my mess inside and out

To walk within our garden in freedom
And love that stirs the ground and sky above us all
Heed the call
To stand or to fall
To obscurity
You know the answer
But are you keen to face it?

Of course not it‘s so damn hard, why should I want
To break my own chains of comfort
And feel what‘s trying to get out, be it rage or hope
Without my usual turns to distraction
Alas, my time is too short to spend it on the run
In thoughts like this that betray my heart‘s intent
But what is all this to you, I‘m only trying to
Make light of the burdens upon me
And I know that in song only silhouettes
Of lived experience can be crafted
Yet it‘s not all for naught, you‘re still listening
And the weight feels much lighter when it is shared

Like this; as a pop song
This isn‘t much more than that

Silhouette 21 demo

Under All My Skin

Apart

Er ég væntingar fæ
veit ég að vonbrigði
færast mér nær.
Vertu mér kær

Því minn sárindasær
ströndinni flæðir að
er ég fikra mig fjær
nýsjálenskri mær

sem óveðrið skilur
og þögninni gefur
ástríkt líf.

Eftir örmagna leit
svölun ég loksins fann
nánd hennar í.
En hún leyndi mér því

að hennar hlýjustu orð
spruttu ekki úr hjartastað
en örvæntingu.
Nú vill hún fá frið

frá söknuði mínum
og voninni blíðu
um sáluvin.

Sáluvin

Dread Lightly is a songwriter from a trendy country, hoping to vocalize his feelings without sounding whiny, and his opinions without sounding preachy.