Kristin Hersh : Heaven

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"Heaven"

(written by Kristin Hersh)

In the race but out of step

You struggle to hold up your head

Like a river, you fight your own bed

I'm needing backyard sanctuary

I'm on break time

Where the sissies hang

Looking for oil in the sand

Like a river, you gouge out the land

Like a drummer who fights the wrong band

I'm needing backyard sanctuary

I'm on break time

Where the sissies hang

This is heaven, this is heaven

This is heaven, where the sissies hang

A hot shower on a hot day

Water hangs in the air like you stayed

Like you never went down your own drain

I'm doing rain and hurricane

I am airborne

Where the kisses fly

This is heaven, this is heaven

And all my friends are there, in heaven

This is heaven, this is heaven

And all my friends are there, in heaven

This is heaven, this is heaven

Where the sissies hang

Guitar Tab (courtesy of Red Eyes)

APPEARS ON:

- Strange Angels, 1998

- Live At Noe Valley Ministry, recorded 1998, released 2001

WORDS FROM KRISTIN:

- "Somebody once told me that this song was about AIDS and it has tortured me ever since. I'd hate to be the kind of person that says: 'This song is about AIDS. Nobody laugh.'"

- "Oh, that's a sad song. You know, that's the only song I've written since the Muses, and it's so obviously about my band dying and (me) running away to the Mojave desert, and what a wimp I am for doing it. It's embarrassing. It's like telling somebody a dream that's really easy to analyze. There's even one line about a drummer in it. But I was just so bummed about the band runnin' out of money and stopping, that I had to get stuff out, and I actually used a song to do it, which I kind of disagree with in principle. Self expression kind of turns into whining. It just seems like pukin' on everybody, like they don't need it, and yet I was so bummed about the band dying that I felt that I deserved to be selfish. And I can put that song on a record and everybody has to hear it. Now I get to puke on you, 'cause you killed my band (laughs)."

Fireworks for you in the ozone snow.