Up on the Hill
©1995, Bar Scott ASCAP 

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

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
©1994, Bar Scott ASCAP

 

 

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
©1995, Bar Scott ASCAP
                                                                                 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
©1993, Eric Bibb, 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
©1995, Bar Scott ASCAP

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             
©1987 Bar Scott ASCAP 

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
©1995, Bar Scott ASCAP 

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
©1992, Bar Scott ASCAP

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
©1991, Bar Scott ASCAP

 

Thank the world for giving me all the reasons that I have to sing
Amen.