Lyrics by Ariel Sjöström
Clueless
Genres: Indie, Pop
Is this a joke? I do so hope, Is this the plan, now with a man? I never knew, you want him to? The game you play I now do say I do not wish, not in this niche. Now I’m clueless Fairly useless To you my logic’s upside down. In this circus I’m the clown. Conversation turned to greek Sit there confused no words to meet Is This a prank, no thanks i can’t I’ll take my leave, gone on repeat Is this a test are you the jest Oh you’re serious, not delirious. I’ll refuse, “nothing to lose?†No thanks, I think I’ll stay away. Now I’m clueless Fairly useless To you my logic’s upside down. In this circus I’m the clown. Conversation turned to greek Sit there confused no words to meet Is This a prank, no thanks i can’t I’ll take my leave, gone on repeat As I’m lost in all these themes feels like a so much grander scheme, I’ll walk away, no role I’ll play. A hidden cue, “suppose you knew?†“Oh you’re missing out!†They all scream out. But I think I’m fairly good, “Try it out, you really should!†Now I’m clueless Fairly useless To you my logic’s upside down. In this circus I’m the clown. Conversation turned to greek Sit there confused no words to meet Is This a prank, no thanks i can’t I’ll take my leave, gone on repeat They call me blind, but I don’t mind Thanks I’m good, “But no you should†If there’s a role it’s not for me No I’m sure, I guarantee. Now I’m clueless Fairly useless To you my logic’s upside down. In this circus I’m the clown. Conversation turned to greek Sit there confused no words to meet Is This a prank, no thanks i can’t I’ll take my leave, gone on repeat Now I’m clueless Fairly useless To you my logic’s upside down. In this circus I’m the clown. Conversation turned to greek Sit there confused no words to meet Is This a prank, no thanks i can’t I’ll take my leave, gone on repeat Can’t you see yet? I won’t accept Au revoir, au se vouz plait, Pas plus ce soir.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
We'll never be
Genres: Indie, Pop
can’t read me, can’t see me misunderstand in where we stand i greet you brief, to a heart I lay the siege Misused the messages I wrote, In the song you miscomposed, A love you saw, but never was a disillusion of your mind, the true intrusion of you blind. Thought we were friends, no not to you. A love to be, is all you see. But not to me, we’ll never be. A mess communication, i never wanted more, you see me as your lore. Bird sitting in a tree, you’re trying, reaching me Flight in sky so bright yell come back with all your might. Misused the messages I wrote, In the song you miscomposed, A love you saw, but never was a disillusion of your mind, the true intrusion of you blind. Thought we were friends, no not to you. A love to be, is all you see. But not to me, we’ll never be. A drive back, you ride at, read the lines I never wrote, now you stand there lone and broke. While i sing my funny tune, whoops, I never wanted you. Misused the messages I wrote, In the song you miscomposed, A love you saw, but never was a disillusion of your mind, the true intrusion of you blind. Thought we were friends, no not to you. A love to be, is all you see. But not to me, we’ll never be. Oddly pair, Rocky grave, on which we stand, simply did misunderstand. Car is stuck now televised, as a witness drive on by. Misused the messages I wrote, In the song you miscomposed, A love you saw, but never was a disillusion of your mind, the true intrusion of you blind. Thought we were friends, no not to you. A love to be, is all you see. But not to me, we’ll never be. An accident, I never meant, So you thought, you were my man? Lightning struck, a great unluck. Now I’ll flee, gone on my steed. But you never listened, a grand ol’ miss on my end. Share a kiss I never meant. Misused the messages I wrote, In the song you miscomposed, A love you saw, but never was a disillusion of your mind, the true intrusion of you blind. Thought we were friends, no not to you. A love to be, is all you see. But not to me, we’ll never be. How I wished I slapped you there. Hit, cross the face with my despair. As i stand like deer in fright, lost the words and all my might. You took it all just that one night. Misused the messages I wrote, In the song you miscomposed, A love you saw, but never was a disillusion of your mind, the true intrusion of you blind. Thought we were friends, no not to you. A love to be, is all you see. But not to me, we’ll never be. I might overreact, but to me, it did impact. An overstep, your own concept. Denied your plan, grabbed in your hand, Now it turned to sand. As kite I take flight, while I wish the foe to bite. Never touched a scorned I now command. never was, we never were, a disillusion in your head. The things you lost, I never said. Misused the messages I wrote, In the song you miscomposed, A love you saw, but never was a disillusion of your mind, the true intrusion of you blind. Thought we were friends, no, not to you. A love to be, is all you see. But not to me, we’ll never be.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Silent pledge
Genres: Indie, Pop
A tale begun, but never sung, those were told, from times of old. If you listen for a whisper, rustling leaves might play the tune, telling you a story new. A swan lake dance on barefoot feet gracing crimson down the streets color red at knifetips edge, I leave you with a silent pledge. Moon and sun who once were young longing silently to meet, wishing, begging bittersweet. in heath they’re burning their decree. A swan lake dance on barefoot feet gracing crimson down the streets color red at knifetips edge, I leave you with a silent pledge. To seem so close, but lightyears far Travel Saturn, round to Mars. Try see the backside of the moon, A story buried way too soon. Barely chapter one began before the story’s met its end A swan lake dance on barefoot feet gracing crimson down the streets color red at knifetips edge, I leave you with a silent pledge. January born december died that day, that hold an evil lie. February twenty eighth to February twentyninth, only meet for just one night count years in four, before they, tore Spring to fall, who broke it all Winter dead and cold, all the colors that it stole. A swan lake dance on barefoot feet gracing crimson down the streets color red at knifetips edge, I leave you with a silent pledge. Ancient aurum, temple quorum, heartstrings weave, a silent forum. Quiet plea in moonlight blue pearly tears are falling too. A swan lake dance on barefoot feet gracing crimson down the streets color red at knifetips edge, I leave you with a silent pledge.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Grim
Genres: Indie, Pop
Grieve I have take my flight, up to greener pasture light. A ticket going way too soon, hold me close at least til noon Withering a violent death, quivering a silent breath Dancing mist in meadow land grim is making their demand, “Let us leave, please take my hand.†Flee to everlasting realm. Cry no tears my dear just yet eat with me dinner that i’ve set round a table from the old from all the tales that we’ve told. Withering a violent death, quivering a silent breath Dancing mist in meadow land grim is making their demand, “Let us leave, please take my hand.†Flee to everlasting realm. No more time we just got half, But do remember all the laughs, while we’re raising all our glass. This night might have been our last. Withering a violent death, quivering a silent breath Dancing mist in meadow land grim is making their demand, “Let us leave, please take my hand.†Flee to everlasting realm. once was young has turned to old, to ancient legends we will go love so soft now will be lost though not to me it never will In grave we’ll see a moment til meet on everafter hill. Withering a violent death, quivering a silent breath Dancing mist in meadow land grim is making their demand, “Let us leave, please take my hand.†Flee to everlasting realm.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Picture frame
Genres: Indie, Pop
The supermarket looks the same, time standing still in cashier lane, not a single moment lost nothing learnt must been the cost. Saw the miles that i have gone now i see how far i’ve come You’ve learned little, only some This town a destination paus nothing change, now that’s the law While still seaming all the same moments caught in picture frame. No evolution of a gift better morals seem adrift not a change i see in sight lighting cigarettes alike. Saw the miles that i have gone now i see how far i’ve come You’ve learned little, only some This town a destination paus nothing change, now that’s the law While still seaming all the same moments caught in picture frame. sketchy deals to make a meal take no part in the ordeal always too seem sacrilegious trying to be so prestigious. Saw the miles that i have gone now i see how far i’ve come You’ve learned little, only some This town a destination paus nothing change, now that’s the law While still seaming all the same moments caught in picture frame. preaching questionable proses fall is killing all the roses while you’re standing there so tall while this town is staying stalled. Saw the miles that i have gone now i see how far i’ve come You’ve learned little, only some This town a destination paus nothing change, now that’s the law While still seaming all the same moments caught in picture frame. Lost the chance for you to grow, killed the plant that you have sown. This was never quite the plan to return sorrowed land. Green can’t bloom in poisoned gloom. I’ll take my leave, i’ll pack my bags Gone at dawn I leave the rags Saw the miles that i have gone now i see how far i’ve come You’ve learned little, only some This town a destination paus nothing change, now that’s the law While still seaming all the same moments caught in picture frame.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Noble knight
Genres: Indie, Pop
A knight lost in the night true your eyes they tell of thine They tell of ties to armor shine, I think i could have sworn By his side a mighty sword With ancient words he’ll find his lead go back home to ride his steed The saddest fate, a noble knight who seem displaced straight from storybooks on shelves, to nightride bus all by himself from kingdom ink where he was mentioned dying proud was his intention With ancient words he’ll find his lead go back home to ride his steed The saddest fate, a noble knight who seem displaced Glimpse secrets in his eyes left me deeply lost in sight to most he do seem quite discreet, no words admitting a defeat With ancient words he’ll find his lead go back home to ride his steed The saddest fate, a noble knight who seem displaced The sage green book that he read, on the worn pages that he bled, put in his bag so torn to rags its own story as a flag. never spoke, not in a cloak, a simple man, now what’s the plan? are you from a foreign land? What's your heading? Maybe quest, may i join is my request. Only brief, it was our meet, our story short a simple feat unsaid words was our defeat. With ancient words he’ll find his lead go back home to ride his steed The saddest fate, a noble knight who seem displaced
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Lonely on the moon
Genres: Indie, Pop
Surrounded in a crowded room never felt more alone, they cant see the pain i’m hiding but who can blame them. should have an oscar for performance overwork, at every hour, running thoughts out of my head Banished by my own hand, to let in a single soul come near i self destruct, an incantation a curse by my own creation All my tears they turn maroon Staring lonely from the moon No shoulder I dare to cry on, no opens arms I will accept Never trust it’s in my mind, leads to backstabs every time Raindrops are bickering a tune from tears that makeup bled If each were pearls midas would’ve been jealous they could have filled the seas, so melancholias Banished by my own hand, to let in a single soul come near i self destruct, an incantation a curse by my own creation All my tears they turn maroon Staring lonely from the moon in my mind, i seek a person i can find to love me deeply from time to time but they all just want to fuck me so i leave and never trust thee never give another chance, to one eager single man. Should I die alone by a road Like a deer hit with a truck Scream catharsis screams inside my head Although to the kids all around I smile wide Give them all that I wished I ever had, care more than my mother ever could Banished by my own hand, to let in a single soul come near i self destruct, an incantation a curse by my own creation All my tears they turn maroon Staring lonely from the moon screaming begging, pretty please am i invisible not quite invincible drive off the road and crash my car while the radio’s playing songs i hate why can’t someone see i’m drowning, shouting for help but all are looking at themselves, seeking someone elses approval but i am just like them alike, i seek a person maybe two, to share with me an interest, to understand, feels so lonely in my head Banished by my own hand, to let in a single soul come near i self destruct, an incantation a curse by my own creation All my tears they turn maroon Staring lonely from the moon
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Heartstrings
Genres: Indie, Pop
Play my heartstring like a lute each they broke, I say salute. from heartbreak to heartache Of which you do, blame me too while in the mirror it was you. Bitter at the woodlands end, No more letters care to send. Each company you see with lust As your game, it starts to rust. A bitter man a shattered plan, of what could have been, now lost in sin. Play my heartstring like a lute each they broke, I say salute. from heartbreak to heartache Of which you do, blame me too while in the mirror it was you. A womans anger, castles fall now hide it with a shiny wall. A perfect structure built on fright Never will i sleep tonight. The words of might make kingdoms fall Aren’t you who broke it all? Play my heartstring like a lute each they broke, I say salute. from heartbreak to heartache Of which you do, blame me too while in the mirror it was you. Hide her in a dragons hold, where no one here will ever know. Of what mistake of true unluck, A girl is born whose dreams we’ll turn to dust. Play my heartstring like a lute each they broke, I say salute. from heartbreak to heartache Of which you do, blame me too while in the mirror it was you. A tone, a word, a worlds creates, frost that cause the chains to break. Quill in hand that writes so grand. paper pen set stories end. Broken strings tapestry weaves show the day when we can leave. This lute of strings play tunes anew, tell a lore, what was foretold, Now prophecies that wait to form, no more with story old. Play my heartstring like a lute each they broke, I say salute. from heartbreak to heartache Of which you do, blame me too while in the mirror it was you.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Forget-me-not
Genres: Indie, Pop
Bruises and blackeyes, lilacs for two, painting me softly- so cruelly, by you. All roses are faded, the tulips and me, trampled and cut up to place in a vase. try to extinguish the flame that was brought, the burning inferno of chaos you are. Each petal, keep falling- loves me, loves not? Dance through the twilight, the sunlight forgot, as night swallows heaven, moonlight glows cold; paints all the ground blue in forget-me-not hue. Caressing kisses, a giggle goodnight, strangle the air out, go out like a light. Picking the glass out my feet as I may, Mercy on my soul- Please Lord, I do pray. Though please spare my darling, he loves me, they say. Each petal, keep falling- loves me, loves not? Dance through the twilight, the sunlight forgot, as night swallows heaven, moonlight glows cold; paints all the ground blue in forget-me-not hue. Soon I'm a goner as red-blue lights flash, a shade of a purple to which my lips fade. Ten feet below, no six wouldn't do, til death do apart at earliest date, placing me down, guess i’ll lie in my grave. The prettiest crime scene to find I do say. A garden wilting away like my breath, winter is coming, no springtime is left. Hues they turn golden, a crown of despair, coronation of virtue- take part; royal heir. Each petal, keep falling- loves me, loves not? Dance through the twilight, the sunlight forgot, as night swallows heaven, moonlight glows cold; paints all the ground blue in forget-me-not hue.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Cliché
Genres: Indie, Pop
Run, run, run like the hind Sing, sing, sing like the wind meadows and grasslands- invite to be seen. Dawn it in blessings of pastels and lovers. Staring at distance of nature in bloom, lonely on my hill- I’ll sit in my gloom. If love is a myth-then I’ll play the cliché. Running from suitors I pray someday will stay. Yet I still scowl at each stranger alike. I wish that my heart thaws in the sun yet it all-melts away. They’re Picking flowers, although they’ll die in the house. My cynical thoughts are all that I have Never a lover, not lonely I swear, but crossing my fingers, I hope that someday, someone will want me. Not for my looks but for all that I am. I beg I’m not too much, bruised or afraid. If love is a myth-then I’ll play the cliché. Running from suitors I pray someday will stay. Yet I still scowl at each stranger alike. I wish that my heart thaws in the sun just to all-melt away. Never a valentine, I’ve shut every door. I sit in my chamber, not trying at all. But hoping I guess I still make someone fall. I swear I’m no poet-I hate every verse, Though I hear my heartbeats, so loud they might burst. Alone on my park bench sit there until all my bones starts to hurt. I don’t know who, just someone will do, unless I don’t like them-I’ll run to the woods. hiding, yet hoping my royal’ll come. Saving me from each proud protege. If love is a myth-then I’ll play the cliché. Running from suitors I pray someday will stay. Yet I still scowl at each stranger alike. I wish that my heart thaws in the sun yet it all-melts away.
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Medal
Genres: Indie, Pop
Crumble piece by piece, corroded from all my tears. Cracked, chipped, barely stable A sculpture without a label. Admire the polished beside on display, naively thought I'd make it someday. No polish will ever hide every crack. Of every single skillset that I lack. Glueing back the pieces that I'm missing. Not enough to be the one I’m wishing. “You triedâ€, “You’re goodâ€, that’s what they say. A courtesy taught, not true, just a thought. You know that good never gets a medal, trying doesn't get applause. Only excellence exempts, Will the brightness make it make sense? A relic, a ruin of what I’m pursuing Enough to be willing is never what’s filling A spot amongst the masters but I’m made of plaster A poorly made copy of their sought trophy. Never a single chance of reaching my full advance. I need to be there already, prove I can be there and be steady. “You triedâ€, “You’re goodâ€, that’s what they say. A courtesy taught, not true, just a thought. You know that good never gets a medal, trying doesn't get applause. Only excellence exempts, Will the brightness make it make sense? Falling off the ledge while chasing perfection. Evanescent in sight while just out of grasp. Quite broken within, still hope no one sees. Every fracture they keep pointing out, sure I want to know but can I fix it in time? “You triedâ€, “You’re goodâ€, that’s what they say. A courtesy taught, not true, just a thought. You know that good never gets a medal, trying doesn't get applause. Only excellence exempts, Will the brightness make it make sense? You know that good never gets a medal, trying doesn't get applause. Only excellence exempts, Will the brightness make it make sense?
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Dust
Genres: Indie, Pop
Could I be useful to some? Could I be skillful–I doubt. All of the traits that I possess, None of them wanted–I guess. True I’m the self deprecating type, Don’t know how to do it otherwise. Doubting every single action. Though all it does is cause distraction. All I touch–turn to dust All I say–cause dismay Every step–cause a jet–to crash oh I lack… Pleasure–to be around Talent–the useful kind Tactful grace–to not, be late Try dealing with my feelings Pathetic attempts at healing. What a simple feat–try to be happy, do not weep… â€Gosh of course it’s that easy, why didn’t I think of that!†A spinning mind of reels in time of every mistake I find that's mine. All I touch–turn to dust All I say–cause dismay Every step–cause a jet–to crash oh I lack… Pleasure–to be around Talent–the useful kind Tactful grace–to not, be late Cause of concern, yet still never heard. Screaming inside while thoughts race on by. A million a minute, my beating heart with it. Tremble and stutter, try keep up and utter. All I touch–turn to dust All I say–cause dismay Every step–cause a jet–to crash oh I lack… Pleasure–to be around Talent–the useful kind Tactful grace–to not, be late A once a million piece of mess, is what I ought to reach success. A piece of work she ought to be yeah I’m sure of me they speak. Still I'm sure that I ain't no lead. don’t want to be seen as conceited. Climbing the ladder, now soon on the moon, but somewhere along I got everything wrong. Doubting every step, Using every inch of me that’s left. Try and chase the stars, but they’re so far. All I touch–turn to dust All I say–cause dismay Every step–cause a jet–to crash oh I lack… Pleasure–to be around Talent–the useful kind Tactful grace–to not, be late
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Masquerade
Genres: Indie, Pop
Hm, mm, hm, mm, mm hm, mm, hm, mm, mm Mind is spinning, thoughts- racing with it. shut it off-shut it out cut out my mind to stillness find Masquerade, masquerade singing a woeful serenade A disguise of demise Dance with me this night away in this moment let me stay. Beating quick often-got me so stressed therefore plucking-a heart out my chest locking it down deep underground til it never makes a sound will I ever sleep i wonder knocking out to blunder Masquerade, masquerade singing a woeful serenade A disguise of demise Dance with me this night away in this moment let me stay. seeking rest for me a test will I ever be so blessed. Let me loose-out of my noose. The symptoms yelling out; -You lose! Could I be just like the others or are they also wearing covers Do we dance a masquerade til all our pain finally fades? Featherlight but never bright shadows hold a secrets might A crescent high, a silver line A clear distinction of true depiction Masquerade, masquerade singing a woeful serenade A disguise of demise Dance with me this night away in this moment let me stay. Masquerade, masquerade singing a woeful serenade A disguise of demise Dance with me this night away in this moment let me stay. hm, mm, hm, mm, mm hm, mm, hm, mm, mm
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Nocturnal
Genres: Indie, Pop
A vision of Sahara's nights, pitch black–like a starry sky. A breath of air–now on my hands, begging while buried in sand. On my own, drying my tears. Nocturnal–flipping pages ,going through the ages. A ritual of asceticism, atoning for my nihilism. The voice won't fade, so here I lay Storms tore me apart–In rags I scattered far. Try and mend –each stitch a plea. A broken ragdoll’s destiny. A toy to use–no one sees fit. Nocturnal–flipping pages ,going through the ages. A ritual of asceticism, atoning for my nihilism. The voice won't fade, so here I lay Hope’s the cruelest a desert mirage a trick of the mind. seeking kindness for every drop I thirst. A heart so dry, each word might break a curse. Each letter and note, Speaking of worth– wishing I hold. Nocturnal–flipping pages ,going through the ages. A ritual of asceticism, atoning for my nihilism. The voice won't fade, so here I lay
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Pull me under
Genres: Indie, Pop
Thum, hm, hm,thum, hm, hm, hmmmmm, thum, thum, hmmmm Break my back –with stones I carry up Step by step –up the mountainside I curse. Bleeding your name–thought you’d stay the same. heart was wrong –never as strong, to find your soul was lost. Pull me under, drown me slow make me starve for you to close. The distance you’re keepin´–insisting; the deep end. lighting my lungs, stealing my breath a kiss of death –is what you left. hunting every speck of light, in the shadows every night. To plead –to beg –to find what's kept so I might hold –what is left. Seeking for tenderness –to be beloved -so effortless. Greet me kind –satisfied –but your heart was calcified. Pull me under, drown me slow make me starve for you to close. The distance you’re keepin´–insisting; the deep end. lighting my lungs, stealing my breath a kiss of death –is what you left. But how do you still make my knees weak when you enter a room your presence still speak Of stories we had –of stories we didn’t –a chapter cut short. Tear me to pieces –making me bleedin´. Still I yearn for you, as your turnin´my skin blue. Traced your poison in my veins –a piece of art of your remains as seductive as your name, enlightening a flame. As it ravages –consumes. still it warms me in my wounds. Pull me under, drown me slow make me starve for you to close. The distance you’re keepin´–insisting; the deep end. lighting my lungs, stealing my breath a kiss of death –is what you left. thum, hm, hm,thum, hm, hm, hmmmmm, thum, thum, hmmmm
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026
Phantom
Genres: Indie, Pop
Hmmm, hm, hm, hmmm, hm, hm, hmmm, hmm, hm, hm, hm Close the distance that im keepin’ –creepin’ –in my heart is leapin´ still I do not fit, in the lover that you miss. Deep brown eyes –a smile so wide, making me laugh so much that it aches, still I do not fit the place. Not often does it feel so right, a gentleman that’s in demand –this isn’t what i planned. Oh, my, my, my why do i do it all the time. A phantom of a presence –A ghost of an essence Lure you out to seek me out, Though I dissipate –disintegrate, a courtesy disgrace –I jolt from each embrace. You seem to understand –though you cannot be my man. Seeking so much more —a woman who adores every inch of your skin, I cannot quite get in. Why do I keep my distance? –overthinking every instance past, now, future -time, I couldn’t be the right. Oh, my, my, my why do I do it all the time. A phantom of a presence –A ghost of an essence Lure you out to seek me out, Though I dissipate –disintegrate a courtesy disgrace –I jolt from each embrace. Leavin’ you on read, instead I should have said. each sentence that I thought, what could and might have brought. I know I should hold out, though I can’t utter a sound. How do I do, do not have a clue, missing a lead for what else I need. As you checkmarked of my list –I did not for you fit. If I answered –what could we have been. adventures ahead, smaller or grand. although a chance was never given as I was keepin’ my distance. could we’ve been friends or maybe more? Though now you’re a dear stranger –forever more. Oh, my, my, my why do I do it all the time. A phantom of a presence –A ghost of an essence Lure you out to seek me out, Though I dissipate –disintegrate a courtesy disgrace –I jolt from each embrace. Hmmm, hm, hm, hmmm, hm, hm, hmmm, hmm, hm, hm, hm
© Ariel Sjöström Jan 3, 2026