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Listen (album)

by Heather Hill

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1.
Home 04:13
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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
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Second Skin 03:59
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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
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Petrified 03:15
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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
4.
Draw Near 03:57
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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
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Just Her Ideal 03:16
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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
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Run Away 03:14
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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
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Listen 03:14
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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)

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released January 1, 2005

Steve Addabbo, producer - Shelter Island Sound/NYC
Tony Conniff, producer - NYC

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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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