clear
setting the goal bar way to tall
trying to reach it to pull it down
showing it to each one and all
attempting to turn this all around

breaking some rules
I set for myself
and falling like fools
I change myself

turning theory to history
and retracing my track
hiding the truth from only me
so it won’t hit me in the back

the stars are making music and singing
in a cosmetic and unstable ray
telling me what I’m really thinking
but I don’t understand what they say

the way this shows me
how not to be
I recognize clearly
but hardly see  
Sigurður Ingi
1987 - ...


Ljóð eftir Sigurð Inga

She girl
Grátur
Clouds
Everyone
Feeling so lonely
My Mind
HEART
Alone...
Scars
losti?
Blood
Screaming
Geðsýki
Revelations
New-born
Today
Final call
The Key
VOID
Meaning...
dog
Coffin
Marathon
CLOWN
the only way
the last goodbye
Poem
flies
The Show
dead
war
Forever
x
Screwed
gender blender
lights on the wall
Murder
faith
Assasin
jóla ljóð?
rhyme
society
I for an I
numbers
death row
Ghost ride
Note to you
angel
wine growing old
stuck on the road to oblivion
!-mad as hell-!
stupid song
empty house***
hidden world
clear
my bag
the real deal
mountain climb
broken
!-next round-!
struggle
written in bones
honesty
Item
She said
lessons
hope
come in
shiny
throw it
painting
Golden Calf