1. |
We Are Gods
02:47
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In my imagination
We are gods
Meant to preside over everything
Me in my glory
And you in your quiet strength
We are both tall
And formidable
And balanced
But you never stare at me anymore
Our eyes meet fleetingly
Then we move on before
Anything is given away
If you looked in my eyes
What would you see
Were your desires ever met in me?
If you looked in my eyes
For one whole minute
Would you know me?
Am I still the same?
Or have I unraveled?
Cuz you never stare at me anymore
Our eyes meet fleetingly
Then we move on before
Anything is given away
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2. |
i am for sound
05:18
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In the temple
The rain is more an alter to me
Than your conjured words
I am opened
When the moon turns the earth to sterling
And no sound is heard
Keep to myself or give up myself
A standoff between silence and a lie
But I am for sound in the context of light
I won’t close my eyes to stifle a cry
I have felt it
All the vanity in my efforts
To be who I’m not
But if David
Can be hailed as a king, imperfect
Why should I be false?
Keep to myself or give up myself
A standoff between silence and a lie
But I am for sound in the context of light
I won’t close my eyes to stifle a cry
I am alone
In that holiest of all moments
I am who I am
I’m a child flawed
Who loves water and green and music
More than you sometimes
Keep to myself or give up myself
A standoff between silence and a lie
But I am for sound in the context of light
I won’t close my eyes to stifle a cry
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3. |
First Nail Hammered
04:00
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Interesting how
You a place
An inanimate thing
Have come to be
One of my oldest and dearest friends
So much so that if you left
Then I might too
But I want you to know
Had it not been for you
So many things might not have been
Would I ever know love
And would I think like I do
Would I still have come back
After all that I’d been through
Here we built a world
Unto itself
A place to make, a place to think, and to create
A home to thread into
Our very souls
To carry with us always
And where the structure of our lives
Saw one of the first nails hammered in
I know that life goes on
And that we all changed
That’s the way that it goes
And I’m not sorry
You are different too in little ways
But when it really matters
And it still matters a lot
I know I can count on you
To put my thoughts in a line
And to banish the fog
In my mind when everything is too much
Help me forget if I must
Or to remember the good
Or to see right through my Small Town Blues
What’s to love about this place
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4. |
Brother
03:30
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Took your time coming home
You’re caught in a tight spot now
Locked out in the cold
and you can’t remember how
You got here or to who you lied
Started yourself a war
So stand up and finish your fight
Creeping for the door
And running away despite
All eyes on your last ride
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5. |
Small Town Blues
05:32
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I was born in a city felled from grace
It can be a hopeless place
I always wished my home was somewhere I would belong
and it would have to be somewhere far away from here.
I used to daydream about life in another time
Sometimes I still do
I get tired of myself, tired of here
Tired of the buzzing lights throwing off this ugly yellow hue.
Small town blues -- I am saturated with you
Gotta get myself out of this place
So I can come back home again to you
The streets are filled with the ones this place has claimed
The ones whose dreams fell through
I’m still afraid after all these years that if I stick around too long
Then mine will too
Seems like everyone here don’t expect much out of life
They say don’t count on it
But I always believed I was goin somewhere and I still do
Even if I end up back right here
Small town blues -- I am saturated with you
Gotta get myself out of this place
So I can come back home again
Straight on through -- I would drive it’s all I wanna do
Give me time to clear my head
Time to find my path, to find the way that I should tread
Fifty years ago there were cafes, shops
and theatres up and down the strip here
now there’s dust to fill the west and buildings
prepped to burn at the next spark of anger
what will become of this?
I guess I have to choose if I’ll stay and try
To break from the pattern
Or start over again but am I getting too old
Or maybe they’re getting to me
But I see light in the dark
I see light when I close my eyes
Small town blues -- I am saturated with you
Gotta get myself out of this place
So I can come back home again
Straight on through -- I would drive it’s all I wanna do
Give me time to clear my head
Time to find my path, to find the way that I should tread
I was born in a city felled from grace
It can be a hopeless place
I always wished my home was somewhere I would belong
and it would have to be somewhere far away from here.
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6. |
What I Thought
03:46
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The last hours around a fire
Can be the most intimate
Soft ember glow, long shadows fall
But I thought we'd be ablaze for longer
What am I
Some kind of human sedative
Who am I
Have I become the killer of your ambition?
The safety of a hidden cove
Can be the most contented place
Calm waters shine, we ourselves find
But I thought we'd explore much further than this
What am I
Some kind of human sedative
Who Am I
Have I become the killer of your ambition
Take your time
I'm only hanging on by a thread here for you answer
Not like
It matters anyway cuz we'll still be stuck together
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7. |
I Won't Cry
05:05
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I got caught up in thinkin’
After I saw you
I saw you walk in, eyes purple—
Everything’s fine
I smiled and we laughed
And I thought nothing of it
Nothing of it
But now lookin’ back I am wonderin’
Would you have called me
If you were really in some trouble
Would you have known that I
Would want to know
Would you know I’d want to be
By your side
Middle of the night I’m walking home
I saw a fight, I didn’t stop to see
If it was over, I try to stay out of that scene
Middle of the night, you coulda called
It’s never too late. Anyway, I’m usually
Still awake so you wouldn’t bother me
True, I’d probably start crying
If I saw you
All banged up and bruise
And your face all bloody
But I could keep my tears
Under control
If it meant bein strong for you
Strong for you
Chorus
Forty long. Degrees towards the east
There’s not much I can do
‘cept write a line or two
To let you know that
Night or day even when you’re far away
I would cry or not cry at all
For you
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