LYRIC FOR SALE

By ~Sarah Harris~ ~Synchronicity House~

(Verse One)

Feeling judged by his mistakes,

He takes it one day at a time these days.

Going home to his wife's smiling face,

Knowing she smiles to hide her pain.

What cuts the deepest always remains,

No amounts of remorse wash it away.

Guilt welcomes itself to the toll it takes,

These haunting reminders of endless shame.



(Chorus)

Picking up the shattered pieces,

Of hearts he broke for no reason.

Trails of mistakes left to deal with,

Strides to make amends have failed him.

Taking this time to look within,

Desperate to mend all that's broken.

But, if this is what happiness is,

Take it back, he doesn't want it.



(Verse Two)

Monthly chips to celebrate,

Eclipsed by redemption's heavy weight,

A burden compelling him to escape,

The purgatory of his current state.

Swept away by a familiar gaze,

Captivated by who could relate.

Kisses without whisky's aftertaste,

Showed him that nothing guts you quite like change.



(Chorus)

Picking up the shattered pieces,

Of hearts he broke for no reason.

Trails of mistakes left to deal with,

Strides to make amends have failed him.

Taking this time to look within,

Desperate to mend all that's broken.

But, if this is what happiness is,

Take it back, he doesn't want it.



(Bridge)

Forgiveness in receding waves,

Flowing parallel with pain,

Whichever one the winds will bring,

Is what you'll dive into that day.

Waters rough or waters calming,

It doesn't matter either way,

You'll drown in both without fighting,

For the life you want to save.



(Chorus)

Picking up the shattered pieces,

Of hearts he broke for no reason.

Trails of mistakes left to deal with,

Strides to make amends have failed him.

Taking this time to look within,

Desperate to mend all that's broken.

But, if this is what happiness is,

Take it back, he doesn't want it.