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The Real Me (album)

by Sean O'Connor

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nothing more than this all the songs I may sing all the gifts I may bring all the love I may give all the life I may live nothing more than this nothing more than this all that may be forgiven all by grace and mercy given to cross the line dividing me to love divine guiding me nothing more than this nothing more than this love that flows from one to one to heal the harm I may have done for letting go of all my loads to walk again on holy roads nothing more than this nothing more than this
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The Real Me 04:08
The Real Me Like a freeze-frame pose in a magazine Without my masks would you recognize me? Cos I'm bitter and twisted, angry fisted Hands wounded, soul blistered Holding on to things I never possessed like love and hate I never confessed I'll be your gift, your Indian giver Give you my warmth, leave you to shiver Standing in the broken heart as it bleeds Searching for love where once were needs I wanna hold you, hug you, hit you, hurt you Show you I would never desert you Peel me, reveal me Anything to see the real me Hypnotized by the deadly dance We're watching our warriors take their stance Armour clad with swords and shields Spill our blood on familiar fields And time becomes a choking vine I'm needing much more strength than mine As if some light might part the clouds Raise the dead and cleanse the ground And in eternity it's done The battle without bloodshed won I wanna hold you... So little time for uncertain words These lesser dreams in screams are heard Plunge from the edge of the enfolding chasm Touch the wedge that holds the schism Tryna hold these threads together Fray the fabric, tear the tether
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Ghost of Myself The kids say, “Dad, can you come out to play?” I say, “Not just now, maybe another day” My wife touches me, says let’s go to bed But I can’t get these voices out of my head Somethin’ inside’s not really me Somethin’ inside’s not the way it should be I’m a slave to the muse of material things It’s a grave when I lose what my heart sings I’m just a ghost of myself, I’m not really there When you look in my eyes for love there’s an empty stare I’m just a ghost of myself, I’m haunting these halls When you need my love you’ll find nothing at all My Mom said, “Son, you know I got to be true, You used to be happy, what happened to you?” See Mom I’m holding fears and regrets It’s not so easy to forgive and forget My Daddy’s standing strong by my side It’s hard to see through my pain and my pride My friend I got to show you I need To show I’m alive got to show you I bleed I’m just a ghost of myself, I’m not really there I died inside long ago, that’s just a story I got to let go I got friends, family, children, my wife A calling calling me back to life Back to life, back to life…. I’ll give the most of myself, I’ll live without fear When you look in my eyes for love you’ll find it here I’ll give the most of myself, I’m walking through walls When you need my love you’ll find I’ll give it all
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Miles Go By 04:18
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Running 04:49
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Best That I Can See that broken crying man? It’s just me doing the best that I can I loved her in light, stillness and sound Drank deep in the fullness I’d found Touched her, held her, became her breath Sought the light through the door of death Needed a reason, a risk to take A game without rules has got no mistakes See that broken crying man? It’s just me doing the best that I can One more time and then one more To run and hide and enter her door The angel falls, the chasm yawns The rose reveals its grasping thorns How could I know the voice I heed Is the song of the siren’s lifeless need? See that broken crying man? It’s just me doing the best that I can Fear the king, lies the pawns Knights fallen, bloodied and torn Bishops for power over-reached Castles of trust, broken and breached The queen with her comb, poison and lace To drain the blood from the fairest face See that broken crying man? It’s just me doing the best that I can I’ll stand by you, start again So much to do, no time to defend Bear a scar for courage shown Signs of life more deeply known See that broken crying man? It’s just me doing the best that I can

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released July 1, 2017

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