Letters

by Sarah Hiltz

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1.
We Are Gods 02:47
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
Brother 03:30
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
5.
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.
6.
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
7.
I Won't Cry 05:05
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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The "Letters" EP was created as a pilot project in July, 2010 as an accompaniment product for a show combining music and spoken word.

All the original package contents (credits, information, handwritten letters) are included in PDF format when you purchase the entire album.

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released July 13, 2010

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