#sacramento  #thespeaklow  #outsidermusic  #acoustic  #experimental  #916

Loud Neighbors

Rehearsal 4-11

You were the summer
I was the shade
You were the winter
I was the rain
They keep on hoping
They keep on praying
For something different 
Something to change 

I’m still afraid
There’s no hope for
This here to take
Can it come back?
Dare me to say 
All that’s over
Oh my old friend
Here’s where you begin

Out of the exit
Back through again
You were there standing
Leading me on
No more pretending
No more, move on
Here’s something different
Something has changed

I’m still afraid 
There’s no hope for
This here to take
Can it come back?
Dare me to say
All that’s over
Oh my old friend
Here’s where you begin

Dare Me (Second Demo)

change trajectory & flutter
all the stops are known and undestroyed
can't commit to all the clutter
& you parse the noise for something in the lows
keep me warm like you're my mother
i strayed so long ago

put down the pen
pick up the phone

shades all stacked on years yr sister led you now sit down alone
if yr house was haunted would you know if yr the ghost

& i sink through yr arms all ajar
couldn't sleep through the worst of it all
& i drag consonants as i slur

linger til it becomes canon dig for bones and dig for ballast linger til you crack the windows out in to the street

& we paw at the prettiest thing
come back some how some what less empty
if yr house shakes beneath yr cold feet

in the sleet & in the snow how would you know if yr the ghost
in the mirror in the hall & disappear

Our Life is Not Fan Fiction or Maybe

More For Me More For You

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The Speak Low blends raw acoustic textures with experimental folk and intimate storytelling. Rooted in emotional honesty and live performance energy, their songs navigate love, loss, and the spaces in between. Each track is a quiet confession, a whispered truth — meant to be felt as much as heard. No gimmicks, just heart.