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Wishing on Planes

by Shannon McMahon

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1.
Connected 03:11
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
2.
40 Years On 03:36
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
3.
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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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
5.
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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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
7.
The Test 04:49
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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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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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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released May 10, 2016

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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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