The song delves into the harrowing dissolution of self amid creeping dissociation, where familiar rooms warp into glitchy illusions and thoughts loop in a twitching haze, evoking the terror of a mind fraying at its edges like a thread pulled too thin. Through percussive rap verses and swirling breakdowns, it captures the futile grasp for solidity—mirrors reflecting strangers, clocks trembling in crooked arcs—as reality unravels not in catastrophe but in subtle, silent retreat, leaving echoes of a life led in the in-between. Ultimately, it whispers a poignant defiance against erasure, a fragmented plea to hold ground in the fading heartbeat, affirming that even in incompleteness, the effort to stay burns like a final, haunting flare.

Fading at the Edge of Me

PLEASE NO PROMOTERS or VIDEO PLEASE. I DO MY OWN ! 
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Mairidh Gaol is Ceòl: A well-known Scottish Gaelic proverb that translates to "The world will end, but love and music will endure”

Scottish born and bred. Just exploring some ideas spinning round in my head and putting them up here. Various styles of music and trying to find my niche !  All the songs are written solely by me. 
Im open to all sorts of music and appreciate the work folk have done. If you don’t like my music ! Move on. Don’t belittle yourself by leaving nasty comments. Im not influenced by idiotic behaviour or narcissistic twats 🥸

Winnipeg composer, retired from the farm, still chasing meaning in melody. My work lives where TV cues meet YouTube soundscapes, with a few albums in between. Built in Mixcraft Pro, fuelled by late-night coffee, stubborn curiosity, and a Stoic’s sense of timing. Also writing on politics, history, and philosophy, because sound isn’t my only instrument.

Fading at the Edge of Me

Wayne Mathison