My First Original Song: "The Things in my Room"

This is an original song of mine. It tells a story from my childhood, which I expand on in much greater depth in my upcoming book I’ve been working on that’s yet to be released (we will be sending a copy to you guys when it does!!). I also wrote a short bio many years ago on our website if you're interested but I've never really talked about my childhood. 

As you can guess, this song is about my loving dad, who turned into an alcoholic. It was honestly quite difficult to record this song and every time I played it for Riley he got emotional too. My dad died of a heart attack when I was young as a result. He was a good dad, before the drink took over his life completely. It’s my first original song I’ve released and I’m looking forward to getting more tracks out there. To celebrate it being my first original track, I've decided to present this to you as my gift. If you click here, you can download for free.

Thank you for supporting what we do.
💜Elayna xo

Here are the lyrics if you’d like to have a read:

We left my daddy when 

he held a rifle to her head 

I wish this was a metaphor,

for something beautiful 

A Tuesday afternoon she grabbed us kids from primary school 

and threw us in the car, together we drive far 

He said if she ever left him 

he'd put a bullet through her head 

and she were scared 

and so innocent 

On that Tuesday afternoon, I left the things I loved in my room  

never to be seen again 

Whisky in his coffee that's not all that I have left 

Whisky is his coffee but he taught me how to swim 

Whisky in his coffee that's not all that I have left

Whisky in his coffee and it got the best of him 

For that time we couldn't see 

my brothers and me playing happily so young, and naive 

Until the yelling and the screams  

we could hear from across the creek 

then the absence in his eyes, 

would be his goodbye 

We left my daddy when 

he held that rifle to her head 

my brothers stood tall, 

I watched her tears fall

On that Tuesday afternoon 

we left the things we loved in our rooms 

never to be seen again 

Whisky in his coffee that's not all that I have left 

Whisky is his coffee but he taught me how to swim 

Whisky in his coffee that's not all that I have left 

Whisky in his coffee and it got the best of him 

I'm sorry mum for what he did 

You did the best you could for us kids 

And so the drink it took his life 

Before he got to kill his wife 

Whisky in his coffee that's not all that I have left 

Whisky is his coffee but he taught me how to swim 

Whisky in his coffee that's not all that I have left 

Whisky in his coffee and it got the best of him 

It broke his heart and he broke ours 

But we still love you somehow.