1. |
Connected
03:11
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So many years gone by
We've lived most of our lives
Connected by blood
But not by heart.
After all this mystery,
Could I finally have the key
To find the hidden part of me
I’ve been searching
All these years
But I never thought I’d find
No I never thought I’d find
My way into your life
How do I proceed
Find the courage that I need
To break the silence
And reach out
And I will never know
Which way your heart would go
Or if you’d even let me in
And I’ve been waiting
All these years
With the hope that I would find
With the dream that I would find
My way into your heart
If nothing comes of this
I'm glad I took the risk
To make myself known to you
And I've lived a good life
The gift she gave and the price
Will always be enough for me
So many years gone by
We've lived most of our lives
Connected by blood
But not by heart
©2016, Shannon McMahon
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2. |
40 Years On
03:36
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He left home when he was just 16
He forged his mama's name
He joined the United States Marines
To play the president's war game
He was looking for a reason to be
He was looking to serve his country proud
40 years on he still carries the scars
And the memory of what went down
Dropped in the jungle in '69
It was mass confusion most of the time
In the pitch black dark of that night
The shots rang out through the fog
When the smoke cleared
There were so many dead
The earth beneath his feet stained red
And the blood of his friends on his hands
He can never wash clean
He was looking for a reason to be
He was looking to serve his country proud
40 years on he still carries the scars
and the memory of what went down
When he got out he couldn't go home
So he tried to build a life of his own
No help to deal with his aching soul
Or to heal his shattered heart
40 years on he still wakes in the night
Tries to shake the dream from his sight
But the hurt the shame and the secrets
will travel with him to the next life
He was looking for a reason to be
He was looking to serve his country proud
40 years on he still carries the scars
and the memory of what went down
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3. |
Sometimes I Pretend
03:58
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Sometimes I pretend that I am beautiful
Even though, even though,
even though I know the truth
Most of the time I feel invisible
Cause I know, yes I know
I’m no longer in my youth
Who is to say what is beautiful
Beauty looks different through every single eye
It is what it is
And I am what I am
I can't run away from that, no matter how I try
Sometimes I pretend that I am beautiful
Even though, even though,
even though I know the truth
Most of the time I feel invisible
Cause I know, yes I know
I’m no longer in my youth
Who is to say that you’re not beautiful
How can they dene you from the outside
If the light shines from within
From underneath the skin
That’s the beauty that cannot be denied
Sometimes I pretend that I am beautiful
Even though, even though,
even though I know the truth
Most of the time I feel invisible
Cause I know, yes I know
I’m no longer in my youth
It’s hard for me to say that I am beautiful
I know I fall under a most critical eye
It’s not what you see
That shows the best of me
If you dig a little deeper, you’ll nd
what’s inside
©2015 Shannon McMahon
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4. |
Wishing on Planes
03:46
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Wishing on Planes
Another day dawning
Nothing much to do
I work a part-time job
But it won't see
me through
Somehow I lost my
way on the street
of dreams
There’s nothing that
you could say would
make me believe
I've been wishing on planes again
That's why my wishes don't come true
If I could only see the stars
I could nd my way back to you
I look in the mirror
See the lines on my face
Sometimes I wonder
How I came to this place
The plans I made
did not prepare me for this
Somehow I thought my fate
would be sealed by a kiss
I've been wishing on planes again
That's why my wishes don't come true
If I could only see the stars
I could nd my way back to you
Star bright on a moonlit night
First star I see
I quickly make my wish
And then it dawns on me
When I see the tail lights
streaming across the sky
A string of broken dreams
fading before my eyes
I've been wishing on planes again
That's why my wishes don't come true
If I could only see the stars
I could find my way back to you
If I could only see the stars
I could find my way back to you
©2013 Shannon McMahon
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5. |
Lost in Montreal
03:51
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Montreal, City of Mary
St. Anne-de-Bellevue, village of thieves
I never dreamed I would
Come home without you
Or that you'd be forever lost to me
Beat up old six-string
Played every song that I could sing
Told all the stories in my soul
My lonely night companion
Through years of pain and sadness
A quarter century old
Lost in Montreal
Taken prisoner by some kids
Sold for ransom in a pawn shop
What kind of life is this
Lost in Montreal
Vanished without a trace
I hope our paths will cross again
In some other time or place
Broken car window
Shattered glass on the backseat
Somehow they bypassed the alarm
In a matter of minutes, the car was empty
And my guitar was gone
Montreal, City of Mary
St. Anne-de-Bellevue, village of thieves
The guitar may be long gone,
But the music still plays on
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
Lost in Montreal
Taken prisoner by some kids
Sold for ransom in a pawn shop
What kind of life is this
©2011 Shannon McMahon
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6. |
Emotional Vampire
03:20
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You’re an emotional vampire
Preying on the weak
Tapping into our psyches
For the gratication you seek
It’s a game, it’s a sport
Watching as the pieces fall
Betrayed and ashamed
Could we lose it all
Sneaking in the daylight
Lurking in the dark
Playing with our emotions
And leaving a telltale mark
It’s a game, it’s a sport
Watching as the pieces fall
Betrayed and ashamed
Could we lose it all
Hiding behind your passion
It’s the ultimate disguise
You dabble in seduction
But have no emotional ties
It’s a game, it’s a sport
Watching as the pieces fall
Betrayed and ashamed
Could we lose it all
I hope I learned my lesson
I’ve paid to let you in
I should have seen the danger
But you got under my skin
It’s a game, it’s a sport
Watching as the pieces fall
Betrayed and ashamed
Could we lose it all
You’re an emotional vampire
Preying on the weak
Tapping into our psyches
For the gratification you seek
It’s a game, it’s a sport
Watching as the pieces fall
Betrayed and ashamed
Could we lose it all
©2009 Shannon McMahon
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7. |
The Test
04:49
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Look around me
How hard could it be
To open my eyes beyond what I see
I take for granted these rights that I have
I've always had the freedom to be who I am
Persecution never darkened my door
I've never gone hungry
I've never been poor
Call me lucky, call me blessed
I've never put my life to the test
People are suffering
All over this world
Injustice, violence
And a lack of concern
Living in war zones
Children alone
Living in poverty
Without a home
Persecution never darkened my door
I've never gone hungry
I've never been poor
Call me lucky, call me blessed
I've never put my life to the test
Look around me
What do I see
My brothers and sisters
Are a people in need
Can I make a difference
How hard could it be
To stand up for what is right
And for what I believe
Persecution never darkened my door
I've never gone hungry
I've never been poor
Call me lucky, call me blessed
I've never put my life to the test
©2009 Shannon McMahon
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8. |
Power of Suggestion
02:41
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It starts with you says the pot to the kettle
Now I don't really want to meddle
I see you've fallen off the track
And I've been down that road before
Practice what you preach
Is what you said to me
It's easy to say
And sometimes hard to see
I know where you're coming from
I just don't want to go back there again
It's so easy to fall prey
To the power of suggestion
The words they can unravel
The greatest of intentions
It's a dog eat dog world
That's what they like to say
I'm rattling off cliche after cliche
But I know you get my point
To thine own self be true
It's so easy to fall prey
To the voices in my head
If I believed what they told me
Then my spirit might be dead
It's so easy to fall prey
To the power of suggestion
The words they can unravel
The greatest of intentions
©2014 Shannon McMahon
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9. |
If I Could Stop Time
04:03
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Is it better if you don't see it coming
When you don't have the time to prepare
In a split second everything changes
And your life gets scattered everywhere
If I could stop time, dead in its tracks
Freeze my whole life, what would I find
If I could stop time, dead in its tracks
Freeze my whole life, what would I find
And someday everything in motion
Must nd some way to slow down
Hurtling through the air in warp speed
There's no other way to go but down
If I could stop time, dead in its tracks
Freeze my whole life, what would I find
If I could stop time, dead in its tracks
Freeze my whole life, what would I find
Can anyone stop this treadmill
I keep pushing that boulder up the hill
Why am I living like Sisyphus
Expecting the same results still
If I could stop time,
dead in its tracks
Freeze my whole life,
what would I find
If I could stop time,
dead in its tracks
Freeze my whole life,
what would I find
Oh what would I find
©2014 Shannon McMahon
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Shannon McMahon Stratford, Connecticut
Shannon McMahon, a singer/songwriter from Stratford, CT, creates contemporary folk music with rich vocals and songs that resonate with a strong sense of the human experience. Her warm, earnest voice is reminiscent of Joan Baez and Natalie Merchant. Her music is available on Apple Music, Pandora, Spotify, iHeartRadio, and CDBaby. ... more
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