Bliss - Kate Miller-Heidke

Sometimes things are closed

Like windows on an empty street

Not this time though

First drink, the glow, the heat

A piece of morning sun

Swallowed with a grin

Shooting sparks within

Shower everyone

Bliss

Bliss

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

Up to the skylight

These walls are warm again

Out of my right mind

This feeling, old absent friend

A piece of morning sun

Swallowed with a grin

Shooting sparks within

Shower everyone

Bliss

Bliss

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

My violet sea

Receding like an empty threat

Could it be I’m free?

I’ve paid the debt?

Bliss

Bliss

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh