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by Heather Hill

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released January 1, 2005

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Heather Hill Toronto, Ontario

Heather's heart-filled songs and performances create an intimate connection with her listeners. Her carefully crafted songs delve into life's magic with a fresh blend of alternative piano pop and folk story telling.

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Track Name: Home
Home
Words and music © Heather Pirie (Listen, 2005)

It’s a stone, cold day
The children bundle up to play
Hockey nets, bails of hay
Frame the pond of frozen grey

Maple sap fills the line
Raging fire burns the pine
Sugared snow, mulled wine
We live for this happy time

On a perfect winter’s day
In a small town kind of way
No matter how far we stray
Home is never far away

The train rolls down the track
Whistle blows, a smoky stack
The curious crowd waves back
Staying close, warm in the pack

On a perfect winter’s day
In a small town kind of way
No matter how far we stray
Home is never far away

Memories of childhood are near
The scents and sounds are dear
Those times together well spent
Cause we lived in the present

On a perfect winter’s day
In a small town kind of way
No matter how far we stray
Home is never far away
Track Name: Second Skin
Second Skin

My brow is damp
My cheeks are flush
It’s been so long
I hope you’re in a rush
It’s hot in here

My legs are smooth
My neck smells sweet
It’s been so long

Can’t wait ‘til we meet
It’s soft in here

Your love is my second skin
Your love is my second skin

My back is golden

My hips are curved

It’s been so long

You know it’s well deserved
It’s pretty in here

Your love is my second skin
Your love is my second skin
When you’re gone from me, I feel like I’m falling
When you’re gone from me, I feel like I’m falling apart

All I want to do is dance the night away

Hope you don’t mind no space in our sway
I want it tight in here... tight in here

My knees are shaking
My heart beats fast
It’s been so long

Let’s make this last I’m ready in here
Track Name: Petrified
Petrified

He is numb
And young
He’s only 21
He’s petrified
He can’t feel you

Ecstasy seeks romance
Speed completes the trance
Drop down to dream
Wake up, repeat the theme

Films of blue turn black
Soft goes hard then crack
Heat looses steam
Beauty becomes obscene

He is numb
And young
He’s only 21
He’s petrified
He can’t feel you.

Green screens in cyber prison
Keyboards strike a rhythm
Hate Animate
Escape or accelerate

He is numb
And young
He’s only 21
He’s petrified
He can’t feel you.

(Instrumental)

Chorus
Track Name: Draw Near
Draw Near
Words and music © Heather Pirie (Listen, 2005)

Too afraid to close my eyes and sleep under skies of war
When’s the next shot going to rip right through this canvas door
I am paralyzed with fear
It’s time to draw near…

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the God my soul will keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the God my soul will take

Too scared to stop and rest for fear of losing a life
Children wait their turn with faith in the healing of my knife
I can’t see through my tears
It’s time to draw near…

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the God my soul will keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the God my soul will take

I’m not ready to go
I’m not ready to go
I’ve not done my part
To help this place
Help this place

Too alive to sit and shake as another brave soldier dies
Hope’s restoring, time’s pouring tomorrow’s sunrise
It’ll be alright you hear
It’s time to draw near…

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the God my soul will keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the God my soul will take
Track Name: Just Her Ideal
Just Her Ideal
Words and music © Heather Pirie (Listen, 2005)

My mother lived in a house built of books
Full of words weaving phrases into heroes
She wore her old glasses like a badge of honor
Long words read in the bath under the moon

Mother’s a dreamer
And I am her dream
Words bring us together
Bind us in a theme
I wonder if I’m even real
Or just her ideal

At bedtime those words were like waves in an ocean
Rolling, pulling, delivering me home
Words wiped away all the hurt from the schoolyard
Playing alone, failing my grades despite all my tries

Mother’s a dreamer
And I am her dream
Words bring us together
Bind us in a theme
I wonder if I’m even real
Or just her ideal

Her imagination pushed me out on cue
Bawling and blue
Complete with glasses and gratitude

Her words became invisible fingers
They held me tight, squeezed my heart within

Mother’s a dreamer
And I am her dream
Words bring us together
Bind us in a theme
I wonder if I’m even real
Or just her ideal
Track Name: Run Away
Run Away
Words and music © Heather Hill (Listen, 2005)

You’re tired
Dreams are gone
Colours dim
You feel empty, empty again

They say this blue
Sad flu will pass
Shadows will fade
How long, how long can you suffer?

You want to run away
You want to run away
You want to pack your bags
You want to run away from here

Wasted time
Inside your head
Lonely flower
Beauty’s become an illusion

Stress is knotted
Round your neck
It weighs you down
Year’s you’ve lost, you can’t get them back

You want to run away
You want to run away
You want to pack your bags
You want to run away from here

There’s no one left to blame…Nowhere to hide from shame
Pray patience and hope sustain...So one day you can live your life again

Downward spiral
Dignity’s lost
In self pity
You want to climb out to higher ground

You want to run away
You want to run away
You want to pack your bags
You want to run away from here
Track Name: Listen
Listen
Words and music © Heather Pirie (Listen, 2005)

Birds have stopped their singing
You can hear a pin drop ringing
Nothing seems to be out of place
But I can feel it in the air

No rainfall, no refresher
The air has lost its pressure
Nothing seems to be out of place
But I can feel it in my bones

Something’s in the silence
Something’s screaming loud
Something feels wrong
Waiting under this shroud - Listen

No words for this emotion
No solace, no potion
Nothing seems to be out of place
But I can feel it in my soul

Something’s in the silence
Something’s screaming loud
Something feels wrong
Waiting under this shroud - Listen

Can you sense there’s a storm about to blow?
Can’t you feel it, don’t you know?
Is there life without this fear?
If only I could hear from my heart
Verse (hum)

Something’s in the silence
Something’s screaming loud
Something feels wrong
Waiting under this shroud - Listen

I have to be brave and listen
I have to be brave and listen to my heart
Verse (hum)
Listen (whisper)