Words - Sharon O'Neill (lyrics) NZMusic

Let me out like the new blood at the slaughter

I’ve been dying to get out here for a long time now

And I can’t for the life of me think of any place I’d rather be

When I sing this song I feel inside of me

Words just a breath away from my hand

Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you for flying.

If one day I can get that break I’m running after

I’ll be moved just like a porn before the queen

It’s who you know you know

It’s a touch, it’s touch of class it might, it might not even last.

But baby let me ride it to the betterment.

Words just a breath away from my hand

Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you for flying.

Words just a breath away from my hand

Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you.

We will not take a shot at you and I, I see blue

When I lie down and think of you

I’m already there

Words just a breath away from my hand

Breaking into tiny pieces and we will not take a shot at you for flying.

Maybe - Sharon O'Neill (lyrics) NZMusic

Maybe you don’t know me, and maybe that’s why you've hurt me.

Words can cut so deep they just get in the way.

I thought you were so perfect and you thought I’d stay forever.

Well maybe.

If we just talked more

Then maybe, it might have worked out, for us

I’ll move my things out of here.

It’s better that way.

It was just the situation, we had different expectations.

I thought you were so perfect and you thought I’d stay forever.

Well maybe.

and I thought you were so perfect and you thought I’d stay forever.

and maybe, that’s where we went wrong.

So wrong.

~ it was you ~

confused daze

time for beginning
time to reflect
time to grieve
time to move on

all that was
all that wasn't
all that is 
all that isn't

loss
love
lust
loathe

past
possibility
present
past and present

i smile
while i die
i laugh
while i cry

now
never
when
ever

new beginnings
never endings
now fending
love pending

past days spent in my head I couldn't get away from me in there
the world seeming one dimensional and nearly out of reach
unable to ask for help some invisible barrier I couldn't breach
so I sat soaking in angst waiting for the fissures in the veneer

readying self for escape from a clouded state of numbed mind
waking in head splitting pain from forgotten dreams I'm haunted
through frowning brow I tackle the day lack lustre