Don't forget the lyrics - Silver Scroll finalists in full

The Mint Chicks. Photo / Supplied
The Mint Chicks. Photo / Supplied

Young Blood, The Naked and Famous
by Aaron Short, Alisa Xayalith and Thom Powers

We're only young and naive still
We require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins

The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls
One temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate

We lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky

The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

As it withers
Brittle it shakes
Can you whisper
As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper
Can you whisper

The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Say Goodbye, The Mint Chicks
by Kody and Ruban Nielson

It's the end of what I thought we'd be
There's an ocean between you and me
I could throw stones at your window
Close the curtains
Find the words to say
Say goodbye
Is there nothing on your mind?
Take your time
It's on your side
Goodbye
Such a sin on such a sunny day
Roll a pinna, try to get away
I could throw stones at your window
Close the curtains
Find the words to say
Say goodbye
Is there nothing on your mind?
Take your time
It's on your side
Goodbye

A New Dialogue, Julia Deans
by Julia Deans

Why won't you take me out I am more
than willing to leave
I won't wear anything but my heart
on my sleeve

All you wanted is all I need

Don't talk to me like I'm
one of your cynical peers
talk to me like a lover
you'll wear me out with your
subtle deference's my dear
one day you will

Crossed wire and foiled ire is the house
that we live in
all so anesthetized we don't eel
the cold begin
no bowing out the audit is far
from unclear

All you wanted is all I need

Don't talk to me like I'm
one of your cynical peers
talk to me like a lover
you'll wear me out with your
subtle deference's my dear
one day you will

Let me open the weir
you'll be so calm down there

Don't talk to me like I'm
one of your cynical peers
talk to me like a lover
you'll wear me out with your
subtle deference's my dear
one day you will

Talk to me like a lover
no bowing out now the audit
reads too fucking clear
one day you will

Running Through The Fire, Anika Moa
by Anika Moa

Running through the fire running through the sand

These are the days when love is unkind
Oooh
I can't breathe hold my hand
Be a good daughter be a good man
Oooh
Running through the fire chasing all your dreams

Call out to me call out to me
Oooh
Running through the fire running through the sand
I'm a good daughter you are a good man
Oooh
I need you I miss you I love you I love you

Oooh
Pull a man from his misery call out call out to me
Pull a man from his misery call out call out to me
Pull me from my misery call out call out to me
Pull me from my misery call out to me!

Autumn, Artisan Guns
by Artisan Guns

The naked autumn trees,
Loom closer with the breeze,
Their limbs, the bones that held our summer shade.

I'm restless as the moon,
That covers us through June,
With clouds that stretch and taint his evening gaze.

The leaves upon the ground,
Make that old familiar sound,
Both bold and red like blood shed in the cold.

When everyone's asleep,
And the house begins to creek,
I'm a question with an answer left untold.

The stars will try to shine,
But it seems a waste of time,
Their subtle glow behind a quilt of grey.

They stay neighbours to the moon,
And that old familiar tune,
Of the insects and the cats that had gone astray.

Passing cars let off a sigh,
In the middle of the night,
A comfortable surprise that leaves me sound,

Asleep inside my bed,
With no thought for what's ahead,
Or a care for any trouble that's surrounds.

Will you be my,
Won't you see I,
Need you in my sight.

Now I need you,
Let me see you,
Wake me up tonight.

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