Artwork w/ @uniow

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Through the Crystal Window

Chrysalis

pizza phone beat2_20250612

the ghost in the cabinet

netssx (2025.01)

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Influence (Sun, Design 31.6)

The eagle came and took me to her nest. 
My prayers were fulfilled.
Soft were her wings,
and uncanny was the wind. 

The earthquake did not matter in the sky, 
tiny houses shattered in forgotten dreams. 

Canyons beneath my sight 
dripping.
Canyons beneath my sight 
dripping.
Canyons beneath my sight 
dripping.

Captured snakes
leftover without skin
dripping

My new home was the nest
on top of the tallest tree.

My new mates were eaglets,
Who knew more than me. 
Who knew more than me. 

My sight never grew sharper,
My hands never became wings.
yet horizon slipped farther.

yet i got closer the moon,
yet the sun got closer to me.

The eagle came and took me to her nest. 
My prayers were fulfilled.

eaglet

This album was written from inside the fog.

For the 5 years I've been trying to navigate my way through dissociation (DPDR) a feeling of being disconnected, numb, and watching my own life from a distance.

I wrote these songs as a way to process the pain and isolation. It’s for anyone else who feels stuck in their own head, trying to reach for something better but held back by the weight of their own mind.

This is my attempt to find a way through, if you feel this way, I hope it makes you feel less alone.

the ghost in the cabinet

siobhan