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Small Town Blues

from Letters by Sarah Hiltz

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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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from Letters, released July 13, 2010
Performed and recorded by Sarah at home in Chatham, ON. July, 2010.

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