on two legs, but my feet never touched the ground
i got my head in the soil, leave no prints to be found
the nature’s strength, the wonder who i am; gone
a weakening force, all echoes from my past; gone
and the battle goes on, and the love that you felt
will be here when you are gone
"have never planned to write in swedish cause i didn't think my use of my language was something i could sing but turns out i can. it's like exploring a new language and it's exciting. x" – ionnalee via instagram.
watch the video for 'allting vill rinna ut i sand' now on YouTube: youtube.com/watch?v=cm_1-5ixda8 🇸🇪
In the blackened waters of conceit
I saw my silhouette, pale and bleached
All thin outlines and no shape
Dash the surface for the self to show
Displays a vague shadow I should know
Unless you define me, there’s no faith
Continue the line I draw, fill in the missing mark
Without you, I am who?