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How Long
04:03
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How Long
written by Heather Hill and Alec Steinwall
I can’t seem to get you off of my mind
I feel you there
Hiding inside
I can feel you looking out from my eyes
Changing my world
Darkening my skies
How Long, How Long
Before you’re Gone
How Long, How Long?
I used to see colours in the rain
They turned to grey
All of them drained
Everything that used to taste so sweet
Is sour and bruised
Fallen fruit
How Long, How Long
Before you’re Gone
How Long, How Long?
Get out of here
Leave me be, Leave me be
Get out of here
How Long, How Long
Before you’re Gone
How Long, How Long?
I thought I had shown you to the door
But you shook my fear
You took even more
That same force that’s keeping me alive
Has turned against me
Speeding my dive
How Long, How Long
Before you’re Gone
How Long, How Long?
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27
03:14
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27
Heather Hill and Orville Heyn
When you’re right
You’re so damn right
You need a lift
A little lipstick punch
Kicking back
You jump and whirl
There’s a big world waiting
And it’s a pearl
You’re so tough
But just enough
Dig and Crack
Suck the marrow out
Red is life
And life is stone
It’s a road you travel
Through lands unknown
27 miles, 27 trials before you’re home again
27 nights, 27 years to find your light
and turn it on, turn it on
Love devours
And in its wake
There’s always ten
There’s always fifty more
Watching you bow then dive
There’s a hurricane and
It’s got your name
27 miles, 27 trials before you’re home again
27 nights, 27 years to find your light
and turn it on
A heroine for love’s inventions
A Desdemona heart, strong and true
27 miles, 27 trials before you’re home again
27 nights, 27 years to find your light
27 lies, with 27 truths to take your place and when
27 doubts, bring 27 triumphs of the heart
You turn it on…you turn me on…you turn me on…
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Leuty Station
03:26
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Leuty Station
by Heather Hill and Orville Heyn
Lifeguard chair’s empty in this small bay
Boarded windows, and boats overturned
I stand in your light
Oh watchful tower carry me tonight
No one’s at Leuty Station today
I like it that way, I like it that way
Alone in the rain and the waves
With my thoughts and hopes
On this cloudy day
Evening sky’s a canvas of charcoal grey
Dark clouds rush in,
Scatters the people like blowing sand
Fishy water churning
Waves so high that they’re concerning
No one’s at, no one’s at…Fairweather friends have blown away
I like it that way, I like it that way
Alone in the rain and the waves
With my thoughts and hopes
On this stormy day
There’s a growing feeling I can’t hide
Wind nor rain can break my stride
Inukshuk whispers in my ear
Be strong and never fear
There’s no one at, no one at, no one at…Leuty Station today
I like it that way, I like it that way
Alone in the rain and the waves
With my thoughts and hopes
On this stormy day
The benches are free and left in memory
Of loved ones who sat, and watched their children laugh and play
Of dogs catching sticks
Of families with their picnics
No one’s at Leuty Station today…and I like it that way
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Last Train
03:30
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Last Train
by Heather Hill and Orville Heyn
Last train, end of a long day
Back of the car, piercing blue eyes
She feels them burn
Is it all in her head?
Last stop, an empty station
Icy hill, sleeping vineyard
Footsteps beating
Breaking snow
She runs so fast, If ever there’s a time to win a race
She runs so fast, If ever there’s a time to win a race
it’s now, It’s now, it’s now,
it’s now, It’s now, it’s now
Last crest, hill’s almost over
Hand reaches out, inches away
Breathe of red wine
Coat smells of smoke
Last hour, the church bell’s laughing
She feels the heat of his hand, near her face
Surge of speed
Tasting fright, screaming mercy
She runs so fast, If ever there’s a time to win a race
She runs so fast, If ever there’s a time to win a race
it’s now… It’s now, it’s now,
it’s now…It’s now, it’s now
To summon without intention
Relive without regret
I’m longing for a saviour
Still running to forget
She runs fast, If ever there’s a time to win a race
She runs fast, If ever there’s a time to win a race
it’s now… It’s now, it’s now,
it’s now…It’s now, it’s now
it’s now…It’s now, it’s now
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Second Chance
02:34
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Second Chance
Heather Hill and Chris Assaad
I was all dressed in black
Hiding in the back
Couldn’t hear the music play
But I didn’t say
I was falling behind
While others’ stars aligned
Something was wrong
But I carried on because
You fail, you fall, you rise again
You fail, you fall, you rise again
Take a second
Take a second chance
I found a helping hand
Pulled me from the quicksand
As I listened I knew
My wish had come true
With eyes opened wide
Colours came alive
As I started to hear
I broke through my fear
You fail, you fall, you rise again
You fail, you fall, you rise again
Take a second
Take a second
Take a second
Be who you are
Hear a voice that’s speaking quietly
You fail, you fall, you rise again
You fail, you fall, you rise again
You fail, you fall, you rise again
Take a second
Take a second
Chance
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You Won't Leave Me
03:31
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You Won’t Leave Me
by Heather Hill and Orville Heyn
Tired
No time, time, time
To do the things, I was born to do
Afraid
Worry, worry, worry
There’s nothing left of me to go around
You
You lift me up
You give me breath
And you won’t leave me no
Guilty
Never, never, never
Good enough for my judge and jury
Shame
Blame, blame, blame
On everything but myself
You
You lift me up
You give me breath
And you won’t leave me no
You won’t leave me no
No one ever thinks
They’re beautiful until someone tells them
But honey, words won’t make you beautiful,
You’ve got to love, and laugh and cry in your own skin
Freedom
There, there, there
Singing softly in my ears
You
You lift me up
You give me breath
And you won’t leave me no
You won’t leave me no
You won’t leave me no
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7. |
Wading Through Normal
04:02
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Wading Through Normal
by Heather Hill, Meghan Morrison and Orville Heyn
Someday she’ll get to sleep in
But today, Jane’s up with the sun
She’s back to skipping breakfast, to feed the hungry one
Filling his pocket with a tissue and snack
How long before she’s back?
Does she know…does she know how strong she is?
Wading through normal.
Does she know…does she know how strong she is?
Wading through normal.
Someday she’ll turn off her phone
But today her work will follow her home
She wishes she had a door to close, just to be alone
A moment to dream, not just survive
How long before it’s five?
Does she know…does she know how strong she is?
Wading through normal.
Does she know…does she know how strong she is?
Wading through normal.
She’s remarkable in the every day
Notable in the always there
So loving no matter what she does
She’ll take the time to give
Someday she’ll just have one job
But tonight, Jane needs her second wind
She’s back, mending that skirt, she’s always wearing thin
A little lift, pinched cheeks for blush
How long before she’s flush?
Does she know…does she know how strong she is?
Wading through normal.
Does she know…does she know how strong she is?
Wading through normal.
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Between the Leather and the Lining
by Heather Hill and Orville Heyn
Doesn’t matter if it’s Prada, Coach, Gucci or Kate Spade
A good handbag is a must-have
You ever wonder what’s inside?
There’s a wallet, cell-phone a lipstick tube that’s new
A sandwich or a female thing or two
Do you ever wonder what’s inside?
Between the leather and lining’s your clue
Between the leather and the lining’s the true you
It’s the perfect little hairclip that keeps your vision clear
That yummy stick of gum so loud it pops your every fear
If it’s a knock-off or a rip-off from a corner stand or van
Every handbag has a story
Ever wonder what’s inside?
If it’s tired and it’s worn out cause it carries heavy loads
You can always find her sister
But you’ve got to change up what’s inside
Between the leather and lining’s your clue
Between the leather and the lining’s the true you
It’s the jangling of the change you’ve lost between the seams of time
The little black book that knows your past and your courting crime
Doesn’t matter if it’s red or gold, Burberry or tweed
A handbag is a statement
So look at me I’ve got it all
Between the leather and lining’s your clue
Between the leather and the lining’s the true you
It’s the note from you I never read cause I used it for my gum instead
A purse, it can be trusted to conceal what was unsaid
Between the leather and lining’s your clue
Between the leather and the lining’s the true you
Doesn’t matter if it’s Prada, Coach, Gucci or Kate Spade
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9. |
Strawberry Girl
03:35
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Strawberry Girl (Aug. 8, 1959)
by Heather Hill and Orville Heyn
Sun’s going down
Over Port Elgin town
Local band plays Ellington
In an outdoor pavilion
He looks down the dance aisle
He sees her warm smile
Could he have this dance or maybe two?
“He’s not smooth but he’s handsome”
He’ll never forget that girl,
He’ll never forget that girl
That Strawberry, Strawberry Girl
The next day they meet
At the beach in that heat
Esther Williams would be proud
She swims out from the crowd
To his disbelief
Her cap’s a berry and a leaf
She’s got a movie star shine
And a strawberry beach bag
He’ll never forget that girl,
He’ll never forget that girl
That Strawberry, Strawberry Girl…
That Strawberry, Strawberry Girl
He returns back home
He’s busy, but feels alone
He waits three long months to reach her
With a letter ‘cause he’s a teacher
The rest is history
50 years of mystery
Two daughters and a son
Six grandchildren strong
He’ll never forget that girl,
He’ll never forget that girl
That Strawberry, Strawberry Girl,
That Strawberry, Strawberry Girl
You ask what’s their secret
Oh there’s no secret
Love, god’s faith and laughter
And a strawberry beach bag
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10. |
Never Grow Old
05:18
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Never Grow Old
by Heather Hill and Orville Heyn
Young turns old
Hot turns cold
Strong turns weak
Want to go to sleep
Clear turns hazy
Taut turns lazy
Fast turns slow
Fears can grow
Sharp to dull
Secure to fragile
Loud to distant
Gone in an instant
Power of Time to change, refine
Balance in Life from dust to sunshine
To age and never grow old
Wet turns dry
Clear turns sty
Hope despair
Whitening hair
Remember forget
Work hard no debt
Computer confuser
Feel like a loser
Straight to bent
Own now rent
Jeans to sweater
Alone or together
Power of Time to change, refine
Balance in Life from dust to sunshine
To age and never grow old
Smart to Wise
Earth to Skies
Spoken sung
Time for young
Burn not fade
History made
Lived and cared
Values shared
Price all paid
Purpose stayed
Fire started
Never departed
Power of Time to change, refine
Balance in Life from dust to sunshine
To age and never grow old
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Heather Hill Toronto, Ontario
With her rich mezzo voice, authentic lyrics, etheric folk-pop style and classical piano chops, Heather Hill is a singer/songwriter captured by matters of the heart, the human experience, and the mystical beauty of nature and the cosmos. She creates an earthy, percussive, elemental, and transcendent sound. ... more
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