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High Open Hills

from Warm In The Darkness by Liz Stringer

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I met him high on a hill when I was sixteen
And my breath it was taken by the cold August wind
I left school that next summer and to Melbourne we fled
As the sky over Mansfield turned orange and red

I asked him where he came from, he said he wasn’t quite sure
He said he’d moved ‘round so often, he didn’t keep track no more
But he said I was the reason that he could stand still
And he kissed me that first time on the high open hill

See everything changes ‘cept for the sound of the rain
That comes down every time I see him again
And I wish for a moment that we could once more stand
On those high open hills of our youth
Me and my traveling man

He went off to Western Australia where the pearl fishing’s good
He said he’d been once to Broome and there he felt understood
He said I’m gonna return with a fortune untold
So just sit tight my darling for our future to unfold

He came back to me to Melbourne for a week or so
We were lover to lover, I didn’t want him to go
But with a fire in his belly and a baby in mine
I prayed when he’d come home it would be the last time
See everything changes ‘cept for the sound of the rain
That comes down every time I see him again
And I wish for a moment that we could once more stand
On those high open hills of our youth
Me and my traveling man

I got a letter from Darwin later that month
He said, “I’ve found myself a lover, in fact I’ve found quite a bunch
The last thing I want to do is to hurt you or our boy
But you know all I touch I go on to destroy”

He sent us some money, but soon that dried up too
Just like the hope in my baby’s eyes blue
He’d sit at the window and wait every night
And I prayed that that bastard would do what is right

See everything changes ‘cept for the sound of the rain
That comes down every time I see him again
And I wish for a moment that we could once more stand
On those high open hills of our youth
Me and my traveling man

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from Warm In The Darkness, released April 7, 2012

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Liz Stringer Melbourne, Australia

Melbourne born musician Liz Stringer is one of Australia’s most respected and versatile songwriters and instrumentalists. A lauded guitarist and vocalist, Stringer has released 5 full-length albums since 2006, her powerful and emotive live performances and melodically rich, story-based songs delighting fans and festival-goers throughout Australia and a growing audience in North America + Europe. ... more

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