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Heather Miller Live at KOOP

by Heather Miller

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evaaj I love this SO MUCH! Heather Miller is an amazing singer/songwriter (one of the best) and this album includes some of her greatest songs. Favorite track: Suitcase Full of Faith - Live at KOOP.
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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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
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
6.
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
7.
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
8.
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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These 8 tracks were part of a radio interview with Rush Evans on his show The Singer and the Song, which happens every Saturday from 3-4pm Central on KOOP Radio in Austin, TX. koop.org

One take, solo, and acoustic, this album is a taste of what you might expect to hear at a live Heather Miller show. It's a combo of her newer tunes and old favorites, and a little snapshot of the songs as they were at a moment in time in November of 2019.

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released October 2, 2020

Recorded by Rush Evans at KOOP Radio in Austin, TX
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Mastered by Isha Erskine

Artwork by Lindsey Verrill
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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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