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You could count it in moons
Each month when she sleeps
I make wishes anew
You could count it in moons
You could count it in tears
Each salty drop falling
in an ocean of fears
You could count it in tears
The color blue, the color blue
It's a funny way to say
I've fallen deep into a pool
They tell me that this feeling
Is called the color blue
You could count it in songs
Each one that I write
Keeps on calling out wrongs
You could count it in songs
You could count it in dimes
Each clink in the jar
One small step toward good times
You could count it in dimes
The color blue, the color blue
It's a funny way to say
I've fallen deep into a pool
They tell me that this feeling
Is called the color blue
You could count it in moons
You could count it in tears
You could count it in songs
In dimes or in years
It doesn't much matter
The how or the when
But blue will come calling
again and again
If you listen closely
to what blue has to say
she may just teach you
how to live a new way
The color blue, the color blue
It's a funny way to say
I've fallen deep into a pool
They tell me that this feeling
Is called the color blue
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You said nothing about talking
even though I asked you for months
you just decided it up in your head
and then you let me know it all at once
it hit me like a steam train I could see a mile away
part of me was part relieved when I fell apart that day
part of me was broken
part of me broke open
something in me froze then
something else shook free
I packed up all those pieces and went looking for relief
with a suitcase full of faith
and the music calling me
it's been more than a year now
in the desert on my own
I cut my hair, I bought new dresses
I'm still learning to live alone
every now and then it calls my name
a memory reminds me that nothing is the same
part of me was broken
part of me broke open
something in me froze then
something else shook free
I packed up all those pieces and went looking for relief
with a suitcase full of faith
and the music calling me
I wouldn't wish this on a friend or enemy
but I also know I'll never go
back to how it used to be
before
part of me was broken
part of me broke open
something in me froze then
something else shook free
I packed up all those pieces and went looking for relief
with a suitcase full of faith
and the music calling me
part of me was broken
part of me broke open
something in me froze then
something else shook free
I packed up all those pieces and went looking for relief
with a suitcase full of faith
and the music calling me
Got a suitcase full of faith
and the music's calling me
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Hungry - Live at KOOP
02:11
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you know it's been 12 months
since I had anyone in my bed
back then was the last few crumbs
of a love like stale bread
so I've been a long time longing
staring at a barren plate
wanting to fill up my empty cup
or at least to have a taste
you left me hungry for the touch of a man
you left me hungry for the touch of a man
back when you left the table
I wasn't able to even comprehend
how long I could survive,
stay alive, despite famine
you left me hungry for the touch of a man
you left me hungry for the touch of a man
these days my eyes linger on ring fingers
of every man I meet
my belly's on fire, I'm so tired
of trying to deny the heat
you left me hungry for the touch of a man
you left me hungry for the touch of a man
you left me hungry
for the touch of a man
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Rain Song - Live at KOOP
02:57
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Everybody needs a rain song
Something to sing when it’s been dry too long
Everybody needs a rain song
So come on, come on rain
It’s so hot, the blacktop is crying
The potted plants on the porch are all dying
The grass is greener in some other state
We’re watching the sky and asking it why
All we can do is pray
Everybody needs a rain song
Something to sing when it’s been dry too long
Everybody needs a rain song
So come on, come on rain
Come some other time we may get floods
And we’ll forget about how dry it was
The only constant is the weather will change
So we keep watching the sky and asking it why
All we can do is pray
Everybody needs a rain song
Something to sing when it’s been dry too long
Everybody needs a rain song
So come on, come on rain
Everybody needs a rain song
Something to sing when it’s been dry too long
Everybody needs a rain song
So come on, come on rain
So come on, come on rain
So come on, come on rain
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The door is a dance
between the kitchen and the car
take me to Texas
take me to breakfast
take me to towns I've not seen
I wake in a world
between fear and forgiveness
Sometimes there's crying
sometimes there's lying
sometimes there's burgundy, sometimes there's green
The ember of empathy is burning
somewhere in the pit of my chest
I think it's a sign that I'm gonna be fine
despite all the days of unrest
There's a window of wildness and willing
where whatever I want seems to fly
I think it might mean that it's time to come clean
about what I actually desire
The coin is a key
between wanting and having
I keep coming close
I keep losing rope
I keep finding faith in the strength of my feet
I step on a stage
between sinking and swimming
praying for grace
praying for space
praying to be heard, to be seen
The ember of empathy is burning
somewhere in the pit of my chest
I think it's a sign that I'm gonna be fine
despite all the days of unrest
There's a window of wildness and willing
where whatever I want seems to fly
I think it might mean that it's time to come clean
about what I actually desire
Cuz the door is a dance
and I wake in a world
where the coin is a key
so I step on a stage
and it's time to come clean
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I've called your name a dozen different ways
I'm losing hope and patience
I don't know why you don't hear me
from by the creamer station
Do you have your headphones on?
Your coffee on the counter
getting cold, getting cold
the espresso shots are going
stale and old, stale and old
Please come pick it up
Your coffee on the counter
We had a pleasant chat when you came in
Though you were in a bit of a hurry
I made it right away
So you wouldn’t have to worry
Somehow you no longer seem to care
Your coffee on the counter
is getting cold, getting cold
the espresso shots are going
stale and old, stale and old
Please come pick it up
Your coffee on the counter
I suppose I shouldn't fret
when you've already paid me
It's just I actually do care
whether your coffee is tasty
And I don't want to make it again
Your coffee on the counter
is getting cold, getting cold
the espresso shots are going
stale and old, stale and old
Please come pick it up
Please come pick it up
Please come pick it up
Your coffee on the counter
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She's a pretty girl, with her long blonde hair
Her daddy keeps asking her when she's getting married
He's getting on in years, and he wants someone to take care of her
But she can't seem to tell him in a way he'll understand, that
She doesn't mind living alone
In her big farm house with her unlisted phone
There's a lawn to mow, chickens to feed, loyal dogs to keep her company
And at night boy, can't she see the stars
She's a pretty girl, with her wide blue eyes
Been to Africa and Mexico, Hong Kong, Italy, France
She can hold her own in the office with the guys
But she can't seem to tell them in a way they'll understand, that
She doesn't mind living alone
In her big farm house with her unlisted phone
There's a lawn to mow, chickens to feed, loyal dogs to keep her company
And at night boy, can't she see the stars
She's a pretty girl, with her two skilled hands
That can sculpt and draw and bake a pie, or a gourmet cake
She gets the strength she needs from the Lord and the land
If you saw her in her garden, you might start to understand
Why she doesn't mind living alone
In her big farm house with her unlisted phone
There's a lawn to mow, chickens to feed, loyal dogs to keep her company
Quilts on the bed, plates on the wall, friends in the kitchen, yeah she's got it all
Grandma's old dolls, Grandpa's John Deere, why would she ever move away from here?
Beautiful views from her front porch swing, she's got pretty much everything
And at night boy, can't she see the stars
And at night boy, can't she see the stars
Oh at night boy, she can see those stars
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He's still snoring as I shuffle to the kitchen
Tie my robe, and put the kettle on the stove
I light a cigarette, this is the only chance I'll get
look out the window as I wait to hear the boil
The only thing to see across the way is a green hedge
I knock the ashes off against the window ledge
If I had a dream I can't remember
If you ask me how I am I'll say I'm fine
I'll tell you about the tulips or the roses or the weather
and tonight I'll pour another glass of wine
He always promised we would travel
When all the kids had all grown up and gone
But he worked himself to death, and there's not much of him left
Still somehow through the years he's clinging on
I know it's my duty to stay here by his side
For better or worse is what I promised as his bride
And
If I had a dream I can't remember
If you ask me how I am I'll say I'm fine
I'll tell you about the tulips or the roses or the weather
and tonight I'll pour another glass of wine
The shoreline of Alaska is calling out my name
A lullaby is whispering from the rails beneath a train
The drumbeat of old Ireland is pounding through my veins
It's all a lie, it's all a lie when I say that
If I had a dream I can't remember
If you ask me how I am I'll say I'm fine
I'll tell you about the tulips or the roses or the weather
and tonight
oh tonight
yeah tonight
I'll pour another glass of wine
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Heather Miller Austin, Texas
Heather writes songs of connection. Connecting what you've been feeling to what you've been trying to say. Connecting to characters that feel like long lost family. Connecting lightness and humor to loneliness and hurt. Taking her place in the lineage of acoustic folk songstresses, Heather is the real deal. She will brighten your day and soften your heart. ... more
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