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Lyrics for Confession
Up on the Hill Up on the Hill © Bar Scott 1995 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1995 Nothing seems to bother him Nothing is so real as the leaves on the tree up on the hill By night he sleeps so easily Then by day, he roams the hill On his way past the tree He hears birds while they sing And the leaves that form slowly after winter Will later fall silent to the ground Nothing seems so far away Nothing is so dear As the leaves on the tree up on the hill I’ve put gates, forks and barriers All along the wooded lane That leads through the trees Past the birds while they sing And the leaves that form slowly after winter Will later fall silent to the ground Ah, ha, ha Nothing seems to bother him Nothing is so real as the leaves on the tree up on the hill He sees every leaf so clearly He sees the forest from the trees Why can’t it be me that I see when I sit up on the hill? cause the leaves that form slowly after winter Will later fall silent to the ground the leaves that form so slowly after winter Will later fall silent to the ground Ah, ah, I’m Here © Bar Scott 1995 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1995 I thought that love was hiding in the stars above My heart was ice from trying to find it in the dark Now I’m here to take a load off your feet I’m here to make your kisses complete I’m here to learn a lesson in how to love My heart cried out for loving that only I could give I heard her cry and listened as I turned within Now I’m here when the crossroads meet I’m here when the river runs deep I’m here to learn a lesson in how to love And as the stars set in your eyes I see the love I’d tried to find Sometimes we look so far When loving starts if I am here to take a load off your feet I’m here to make your kisses complete I’m here to learn a lesson in how to love And as the stars set in your eyes I see the love I’d tried to find Sometimes we look so far When loving starts if I am here to take a load off your feet I’m here to make your kisses complete I’m here to learn a lesson in how to love you I love you, Love I’m glad I’m here One Small Cage © Bar Scott 1995 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1995 Kneeling by the bed each night Michael prayed his soul to keep As mommy and dad stood watch he heard hymns and the ticking of the clock He had one small cage, one small cage That he could live in He’s sleepless now for hours, he cries out With the vengeance of a child If I should die tonight, Oh, please, my Lord, I pray my soul to take He had one small cage, one small cage, that he could live They built one small cage, one small cage to fence him in He ran free at 18 when the gate was finally opened He found men, he found love, he found music he could turn to When the doctor found the signs “You’re positive, just months to live” He built one small cage, one small cage for him to live in One small cage, one small cage to fence him in Oh no, no, no, no In a note his mom replied, “you’ve brought it on. God’s will be done!” She built one small cage, one small cage for him to live in One small cage, one small cage to hem him in One small cage, one small cage, one small cage For You © Eric Bibb 1993 Published by BMG Music Publishing I would walk along a burning desert Bearing water to quench your thirst Call my name In the time it takes to think of me I will be there by your side I’ll be there Call my name Give me your hand I’ll take you somewhere so beautiful Give me your dreams Together we’ll make them come true Give me the pieces of your heart when it’s broken I’ll mend it I will carry you when you’re weary When your faith is running low Rest in me I’ll be there for you Just believe it Any hour any day I’ll be there Rest in me When the Hero Falls © Bar Scott 1995 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1995 Hello, it’s me I’ve been a long way from home this time The only difference now is that my hope is unbound by you Turn on the safe light and leave it on at night for me I need to see the dark so I see the whole of me When the hero falls Then nothing stands at all No, no, no Her call for help couldn’t hide a thing from me How long’s this carryin’-on going to get under my skin? When the hero falls Then nothing stands at all And the eagle flies away from here And the eagle flies away from here This time I’ll go along way from home And I’ll see our differences with love When the hero falls Then nothing stands at all Then nothing stands at all And the eagle flies away from here And the eagle flies away from here His Mother’s Legacy © Bar Scott 1987, 1995 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1987 Listen, my son Your life is all that I can give If I could, I’d teach you all that I have learned Go and err And know my love Know my love is in your heart Write Me A Love Letter © Bar Scott 1995, 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1995 I want to hear your voice and touch your hand Lie down and hear the beating of your heart in my ear If I could see you I would know where you are Instead I’m hoping that you’ll Write me a love letter tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me still So many thoughts are running ‘round in my head at night With him beside me and her face allied with yours, not mine Every night when the darkness sets in I lie here wishin’ that you’d Write me a love letter tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me still Our ending had come in my heart so I turned away In time I thought you’d change ease the pain So won’t you write me tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me Alone again, I am alone again Don’t turn me away, don’t turn me away, no, no, no Please write me tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me still I want to hear your voice and touch your hand Lie down and hear the beating of your heart in my ear Motherless Child Traditional Sometimes I feel like a motherless child I’m a long, long way from home Sometimes I feel like I have no friends I’m a long, long way from home I am a long, long way from home Confession © Bar Scott 1992 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1992 I come to you I come in the nighttime Will you witness witness my story? I had a son His daddy had to run like a thief in flight It’s the reason I come here with my confession My sins are real I cannot hide them from you But what’s it for some cloud up there above the sky? I don’t know why I have to tell you What I am thinking in my heart Grace © Bar Scott 1992,1995, 2002 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1992 Thank the world for giving me All the reasons that I have to sing Amen . amen, amen
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