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Various Home Demos & Live Tracks

by Heather Miller

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I Know 03:06
There's a street light out my window that looks just like the moon And the wolf in my chest howls cross-country to you Far out across the ocean a city burns all night I feel like I understand it, but I don’t know quite why If home is where the heart is, what happens when it's split in two? I know I need to be here now and I know, I know, I know that I love you Last night I got to see you but it made me miss you more It reminded me of all the days I hadn’t seen you since before Way out here in Texas, the creeks have all run dry Maybe I’m trying to fill them with all those tears I cry If home is where the heart is, what happens when it's split in two? I know I need to be here now and I know, I know, I know that I love you Somewhere back in Iowa the leaves are turning red I’m still working to make peace with all the things they never said I’m learning to be honest, I’m learning to be strong I’m learning that there’s way more gray than there is right and wrong If home is where the heart is, what happens when it's split in two? I know I need to be here now and I know, I know, I know that I love you I keep the t-shirt you forgot under my pillow Faint scent of you brings tears to my eyes I don’t know the next time I’ll sleep next to you And I’m terrified That the memory of your skin on mine is fading If home is where the heart is, what happens when it's split in two? I know I need to be here now and I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, that I love you
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Up on a small hill, nearby a small pond Walls white and door blue like morning glories at dawn Humble and small as it may seem It's all ours and it's our dream This is the house that love built Little by little day by day This is the house that love built Whole family came to mix the clay We'll live through the winter warm Cuz the house that love built can weather any storm It's four hundred square feet with eighteen-inch thick walls Built all with our hands from sand and mud and straw We had to get back to the land It's the only thing the heart can understand Now we'll fill it with music and laughter Good food and good friends are the only things we're after It's four hundred square feet with eighteen-inch thick walls Up on a small hill, nearby a small pond Walls white and door blue like morning glories at dawn
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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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released January 1, 2000

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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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