w&m Anne Hills ©1998 Raven Heart Music/ASCAP From Anne’s album Bittersweet Street On the first day of autumn she will get out her sweaters Make a sprucewood fire and read Van Gogh’s letters She will stand on a hill And … Continue reading
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w & m Anne Hills & Michael Smith © 1998 Raven Heart Music/Bird Avenue Publishing (ASCAP) From Anne’s album Bittersweet Street When I first met you, you were ridin’ high Woman on each arm you had a rovin’ eye You … Continue reading
w&m Anne Hills © Raven Heart Music from Anne’s album Bittersweet Street You took me sailing through the stars with you and you knew their names by heart Cassiopeia and the Twins were there As we glided through the dark … Continue reading
w & m by Anne Hills © Raven Heart Music from Anne’s album Bittersweet Street yard dreams in the winter of drinking the sun yard stretches and yawns anticipates fun yard dreams of a bird bath of trellises tall of … Continue reading
w & m Anne Hills © 2014 Raven Heart Music From Anne’s album Tracks Thunder on the mountain, travel on the tracks Wind kicks up the sand dunes at my back Blue sky like a blanket, shaking out the dust … Continue reading
words: Anne Hills; music: Peter Erskine © 1999 Raven Heart Music / Ersko Music From Anne’s album Points of View As the wings of night unfold And its darkest feathers spread None can bargain with the sun Or escape the … Continue reading
w&m Anne Hills © Raven Heart Music From Anne’s album Points of View I’ve been lookin’ down on you for years Scurryin’ around, acting like you’re so important Do you think the moon just disappears, that the stars switch off … Continue reading
w&m Anne Hills © Raven Heart Music From Anne’s album Points of View Spring came with a dusting of snow upon the pines Love flew with the wilder geese straight north in crooked lines Life grew, buds were reaching out … Continue reading
w&m Anne Hills © Raven Heart Music From Anne’s album Points of View A red-tailed hawk turns to face the snow hearing the flock of winter wrens below she spreads her wings, lifting to the west winter storm, brings little … Continue reading
words: Anne Hills; music: Allen Power © Raven Heart Music From Anne’s album Points of View My daughter and Vincent van Gogh Are here for the national show. The crowd gathers round us we’re waiting in line. She’s anxious to … Continue reading