Shortstop

Released January 1, 1990 | Elektra

Shortstop is regarded as a landmark album for Sara. Very “close to her real heart.” The chart-hitting (#3!) “I Couldn’t Help Myself” is a favorite. “Aurora” just gets better and better, and “Too Fast” is just too fun!

IN THE FIELDS by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

SHORT STOP by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

AURORA by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

I COULDN’T HELP MYSELF by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI) and Debbie Talasek (Happy Armadillo)

IF WE SENT OUR HEARTS OVER NOW by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

THE VERY THING by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI) and Sandy Abernethy

SALVADOR by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

DON’T GIVE UP by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

TOO FAST by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

CLAIM ON MY HEART by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

TAKE IT LIKE A MAN by Sara Hickman (Esta Chica Music/BMI)

  • Sara Hickman – Guitar (Acoustic), Guitar, Arranger, Vocals, Vocals (bckgr), Producer, Guitar (Classical), Horn Arrangements, Art Direction, Design, Claps, Hose whirled about the head.
    Gerald Albright – Saxophone
    Jennifer Batten – Guitar (Electric)
    Lisa Carbe – Bass
    Angel Corpus Christi – Accordian
    Paulinho Da Costa – Percussion
    Marc DeSisto – Engineer
    Chris Douridas – Vocals (bckgr)
    Dan Dugmore – Pedal Steel Guitar
    Chad Duno – Choir, Chorus
    Dick Fegy – Mandolin
    Denny Fongheiser – Drums
    Kenny Ford – Choir, Chorus
    Bobbie Hall – Percussion
    Mary Harris – Keyboards
    James Harrah – Guitar (Electric)
    John Helliwell – Clarinet
    Brie Howard – drums
    Pattie Howard – drums
    Randy “The Emperor” Jackson – Bass
    Dennis Karmazyn – Cello
    David Kershenbaum – Vocals (bckgr), Producer
    Brian Kilgore – Percussion
    Larry Klein – Bass, Fretless Bass Guitar
    Abraham Laboriel – Bass
    Nick Lane – Trombone
    Ricky Lawson – Drums
    Marty Lester – Assistant Engineer
    David Lindley – Mandolin
    Steve Madaio – Trumpet
    Ben McCrary – Choir
    Charity McCrary – Choir Arrangement
    Charles McCrary – Choir
    Howard McCrary – Choir
    Quincy McCrary – Choir, Chorus
    Alton McHerrin – Vocals (bckgr)
    Paul McKenna – Engineer
    Brad McLemore – Guitar (Classical)
    John Melliwell – Clarinet
    Perry Morgan – Choir
    Phil Parlapiano – Organ
    “Big Al” Phillips – Assistant Engineer
    Tim Pierce – Guitar (Electric)
    Ian Ritchie – Sax (Tenor), Horn Arrangements
    Alfie Silas – Choir Arrangement
    Phil Schenale – Organ, Strings, Keyboards, Tin Whistle
    Tiffany Shope – Art Direction, Design
    Kevin W. Smith – Engineer, mixing
    Rose Stone – Choir Arrangement
    Elaine Summers – Vocals (bckgr)
    Esther Terry – Vocals (bckgr)
    David Woodord – Flute, Sax (Tenor)
  • In the Fields
    In the fields
    Where we laid our heads
    Dog barking to the heat of the beating sun
    Hot ground
    Sweet ground
    A feeling of fever in the air
    Kissing the nape of your neck
    (Sighing colors)
    Breaking sticks into heartsick
    Flaming words

    In the fields
    Making love
    The luck of the Irish
    Tucked between your toes
    Love’s debt
    Pays regret
    In months I begin to show
    Dressing as a car drives by
    (Gasping buzzards)
    Turning time into a lover’ s rhyme
    Pressed between the pages
    Of my heart . . .

    In the fields where are you?
    Are you hiding yourself there . . . still?
    In the fields where are you?
    Are you hiding yourself
    In a city of weeds
    Are you hiding yourself
    In a city of glass?
    (In a city of glass …)

    In the fields
    Tripping on
    Pushing through the barbs
    To reach the greener side . . .
    It was years ago
    We let each other go
    To follow the tracks of our dreams . . .
    Sometimes I carry the memory
    (Full term)
    Delivering the spitting
    Image of you
    (Eyes burn)
    I live at peace
    I did what I had to do.
    And you . . .
    And you . . .
    And you?

    In the fields where are you?
    Are you hiding yourself there . . . still?
    In the fields where are you?
    Are you hiding yourself
    In a city of weeds
    Are you hiding yourself
    In a city of glass?
    (In a city of glass …)


    Short Stop
    As I
    Circle the picnic table
    Eyes watch
    Me in my flowing dress
    The sky is an unnatural shade of green
    But it’s really just the light
    Through the trees

    Red and white
    Inviting cookie store in
    New York City
    I took a chocolate photograph
    A thirteen-month old smiling child
    Mother ends our conversation
    Calls me
    A lunatic

    Dancing
    In the middle of a
    Crazy diamond
    I’m kicking dust into the
    Stagnant air
    I am a
    Shortstop between
    Here and third
    But the traffic
    Never slows…
    Still I wave

    My sister
    Tells a funny situation
    She is happy
    In her thinking
    As the phone begins to ring
    A big boom fills the room
    It is a man who wants my sister
    All to himself
    So I must break the news
    She is gay

    Laughing
    In the middle of a
    Crazy diamond
    She’s kicking dust into the
    Stagnant air
    She is a shortstop between
    Here and third
    But the traffic
    Never slows…
    She waves
    Anyway

    Each day
    You make your bed all by
    Yourself
    Tossing flowers
    The names engraved
    With pencil marks
    A constant quirky conversation
    Should you change your name
    To protect
    Your innocence

    Spinning
    In the middle of your
    Crazy diamond
    I’m kicking dust into your
    Stagnant air
    You are a
    Shortstop between
    Here and third
    Never slows
    Still
    I wave

    As I
    Circle the picnic table
    Yours eyes watch me
    In my flowing dress
    The sky is an unnatural shade of
    Grey…
    But it’s really just the light
    Fading from your eyes
    Yes, it’s really just the light
    Fading, fading
    It’s really just the light…


    Aurora
    Dodging the white coats in white halls
    I check my guitar — is it in tune?
    Crossing the hall to her room
    Where
    Sitting alone in her chair
    I
    Position myself in her singular stare
    I sing for Aurora
    She’s not feeling too well today, they say,
    “How can you tell? She looks
    So healthy
    In every way…”

    And she
    Can’t speak a word
    But I know
    She can hear
    every word that I say
    I wish I could speak
    With my eyes

    Jerking her toes in time
    A cryptic rhythm of hers… or mine?
    Sometimes out of the shadows she
    She whispers her scattered history
    A faint remembrance visits the house
    Of the elderly

    And she
    Can’t speak a word
    But I know
    She can hear
    every word that I say
    I wish I could speak
    With my eyes

    2056
    Here I sit
    No more numbered days
    I wake to a circle of angels
    With their heads bowed low
    And their mouths
    Encircle my soul

    Am I here?
    In this numbered room?
    I wake to a blue-jeaned girl
    She’s singing her songs
    And trying so hard
    Not to cry …

    And she
    Can’t speak a word
    But I know
    She can hear
    every word that I say
    I wish I could speak
    With my eyes


    I Couldn’t Help Myself
    The video for this song is available on Sara’s DVD, “I Am Going On a Journey.” She performed this song on “The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson” – also on the DVD.

    growing up together….the years just seemed to fly
    changing our lives like the weather…rainy days to
    clear, blue skies
    too much time together… riding home from school
    teasing me you were better… but you were the one who
    broke the rules

    i keep asking myself
    how can i be feeling this way
    i keep thinking i’m crazy
    but now i just got to say

    i couldn’t help myself…
    no, no… i couldn’t help myself…
    ooh, ooh, i couldn’t help myself…
    from falling…
    in love with you

    You have been there whenever I felt like I’d reached the end
    Telling you all my secrets, we were the best of friends
    Calling me up whenever nothing was going down
    Nothing was ever better than when you were around

    I keep telling myself you’re just a friend of mine
    but the more I deny it, the more I realize

    i couldn’t help myself…
    no, no… i couldn’t help myself…
    ooh, ooh, i couldn’t help myself…
    from falling…
    in love with you

    something inside… came alive
    oh, what was the sign? was it there all the time?
    and i don’t know what i’ll do…
    if you don’t feel this way, too…

    i couldn’t help myself…
    no, no… i couldn’t help myself…
    ooh, ooh, i couldn’t help myself…
    from falling…
    in love with you

    i’m in love, i’m in love, i’m in love, i’m in love, i’m in love, i’m in love… ooh, ooh… you know i’m in love


    If We Sent Our Hearts Over Now
    I wore my heart out on my sleeve
    But then they shot me down
    And they left me here to die …
    If my last kiss is this cold ground
    Will I forgive the hand
    That held the gun and
    Took my life away?
    Can’t we take
    The time of day
    To give the world another chance
    Can’t we learn
    From our mistakes?
    We’re human after all…

    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it ease the pain?
    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it stop the fighting?
    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it be enough to save the world?
    Well, I can’t believe
    I’m the only one
    who just can’t believe
    That this is going on…

    As I sit in my small cell
    Counting scratches on the wall
    Scratch my head and start to cry
    Chained to this solitary hell
    I’m about to lose it all
    My last words are to myself
    Racing back to the fateful day
    I took another human life away
    Oh, how I’ve learned from my mistakes
    But now I have to pay…

    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it ease the pain?
    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it stop the fighting?
    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it be enough to save the world?
    Well, I can’t believe
    I’m the only one
    who just can’t believe
    This is going on…

    Oh, can’t we learn from our mistakes?
    We’re human, after all…

    I’m held hostage in a land
    Where there’s no brotherhood of man
    No one understands what I say
    I just make it through each day
    As they let me waste away
    Somewhere behind the walls of sand
    My situation is unknown
    And my captors rule from a thorny throne
    Each night I dream that I’ll soon be home
    But I can’t sleep tonight…

    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it ease the pain?
    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it stop the fighting?
    If we sent our hearts over now
    Would it be enough to save the world?
    Well, I can’t believe
    I’m the only one
    who just can’t believe
    This is going on …
    I can’t believe it…
    No! No!
    I can’t believe this is going on…


    The Very Thing
    The video for this song is available on Sara’s DVD, “I Am Going On a Journey,” along with an alternate, never broadcast version.

    The very thing that makes you happy
    Makes me want to fight
    The very thing that makes you tired
    Keeps me up all night
    The very thing that reassures you
    Makes me turn and run in fright
    It’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing that makes me love you

    The very thing that makes us happy
    Is what’s tearing us apart
    The very place where we are ending
    Is where I’ve got to start
    To put a positive rotation
    To this spinning in my heart
    It’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing that makes me love you

    The difference between you and me
    Is you’ve been where I’m trying to be
    If I could open my eyes
    Then I could see
    There’s not that big a difference
    There’s not that big a difference
    Between you and me

    I’ve lost my place
    And I’ve lost the time
    I’ve lost my reason
    And I’ve lost my rhyme
    I’ve lost count
    Of what is and isn’t mine
    It’s a sad, sad tale to tell
    And if I’m boring you, then what the hell

    ‘Cus the very thing that interests me
    Well, it’s boring you to tears
    The very thing that’s healing me
    Is stirring up your fears

    But can you wait as I learn now
    What you have known for years
    It’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing that makes me love you

    Oh, it’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing
    It’s the very thing that makes me love you


    Salvador
    Salvador
    Your father named you
    After a dead brother
    And your mother
    Hung the cross
    Upside down

    Salvador
    So much of time
    Hung over
    Old men’s sleeves
    The prick of guilt’s thorn
    Rusted and worn
    Sewn into our hearts
    In the shape of a star

    Up the alley
    I stop at a window
    Through the curtains I see
    Figures moving
    Figures swaying
    Figures talking in time
    Paintings of persistence…
    Paintings of persistence
    Hung like a jury

    Searching and seeking
    Silent icons
    I wipe the dust
    From my hands …

    Salvador
    No one believes me
    But I swear I know
    What I’m doing …

    And once you were painting
    The ground you were breaking
    But it’s never enough
    To gain their approval

    Up the alley
    The window is broken
    The sky’s on the ground…
    They unravel
    The rope of unreason
    They will hang me for sure…

    Searching and seeking
    Their silent icons they
    Wipe the blood from their hands…

    Salvador
    They want a savior
    And they crowned you king
    They begged you for answers
    But the glory or fame
    Took away time
    From your obligations…

    Keep on sleeping
    Don’t awake from this dream
    I’ll comb your moustache
    I’ll wipe your body
    I’ll kiss your feet when they take you
    Down from the cross…


    Don’t Give Up
    Don’t give up
    You’ve just started
    You’ve come so far in such a short, short time

    Don’t give up
    You’ve just started
    You’ve come so far in such a short, short time

    The hardest step is
    Always the first one
    All things will come to you
    Once you’re in motion

    Don’t give up
    You’ve just started
    You’ve come so far in such a short, short time

    The roughest journey is
    From the head to the heart
    Guide yourself wisely
    Take courage in the dark
    Oooh, courage in the dark

    Don’t give up
    You’ve just started
    You’ve come so far in such a short, short time

    Advice
    Can be deceiving
    Action brings speed
    To self-believing…

    Don’t give up
    You’ve just started
    You’ve come so far in such a short, short time

    In time
    You will find…


    Too Fast
    Sara was originally scheduled to perform this song on her first “Tonight Show” appearance, but it was deemed too risque only moments before show time.

    He
    Checks his wrist
    And chuckles to himself,
    “Half-past a freckle!”
    She meets him in line
    Just in time
    For the half-past a freckle show

    Lips
    Press her flesh
    With a wet
    Sticky kiss
    The smell on his breath
    Makes her turn her face
    As she starts to get a little
    Sick…

    He
    Hails a cab
    She gasps for breath
    During the drive
    She dives into his pants
    And he looks as if he’s shocked
    As if she should have knocked
    He says,

    “You’re too fast for me!
    “You’re too, too fast for me!” Oh-Oh
    “You’re too, too fast for me …”
    She says,
    “Maybe you’re too slow . . .!”

    Back
    At the motel
    He mentions his job is going well
    She unbraids her hair
    And for the ten-thousandth time
    Asks him again,
    “What is it … you do there . . .?”
    He says,
    “I work at the popsicle plant
    I pour the dye in the number five machine, I am responsible for turning popsicles green!

    “But you’re too fast for me!
    “You’re too, too fast for me!” Oh-Oh
    “You’re too, too fast for me …”
    She says,
    “Maybe you’re too slow . . .!”

    She
    She shimmies round the room
    Ha ha ha ha ha has
    While he explains
    She caresses a lamp
    Just to see his face
    Full of longing and pain
    He says,
    “Let’s do it on the floor!”
    She says,
    ‘Tickle me instead!”
    Well, he rolls his eyes
    So she slaps his thigh
    He says,
    “What did you do that for!?”
    She says,

    “You’re too fast for me!
    “You’re too, too fast for me!” Oh-Oh
    “You’re too, too fast for me …”
    He says,
    “Maybe you’re too slow . . .!”

    “You’re too fast for me!
    “You’re too, too fast for me!” Oh-Oh
    “You’re too, too fast for me …”
    She says, “Maybe you’re too …”
    He says, “Maybe you’re too …”
    She says, “Maybe you’re too slow …”


    Claim On My Heart
    I’d take you to a restaurant
    But I don’t have any money
    I’d take you for a drive
    But I don’t have a car
    I’d take you to Paris
    But I don’t have a jet
    So I hope you’ll settle
    For a claim on my heart

    I’d take you to the moon
    But I don’t have a rocket
    I’d take you to heaven
    But I wouldn’t know where to start
    I’d take you as far
    As my imagination would let it
    But I hope you’ll settle
    For a claim on my heart

    If you’ll just bear with me for a moment
    I’m sure that we can find
    All that we once held as true
    It’s in a crevice
    Embedded in my heart
    And it’s solid as a stone

    I’ll search the world
    For laughter you’ve never heard
    I’ll find the pieces
    That are missing to the part
    I’ll tell you the secrets
    Untold and hidden
    But I hope you’re happiest
    With a claim on my heart

    Take It Like a Man
    The hilarious video for this song is available on Sara’s DVD, “I Am Going On a Journey.”

    In the days of caves
    A woman survived any way she could
    She didn’t have pots and pans
    To protect herself
    From the brotherhood
    Women were nasty
    No fancy shoes on their feet
    Their hair was full of bugs and dirt
    And I bet they didn’t smell so sweet
    These things didn’t matter
    They had their
    Function in the clan
    Women could take it
    Take it like a man

    Cave became a castle
    And a woman was hailed as queen
    Still
    She was the public servant to the man
    They crowned as king
    Through the streets she’d ride
    In her finest silk attire
    If you tried to call the queen a name
    She’d set your tongue on fire
    She lived to be cruel
    And she loved the sight of blood
    Take a headcount
    She could take it
    Take it like a man

    Ever since the world began
    It’s been a constant struggle with the
    Woman and man
    Ever since the world began
    It’s been a constant struggle with the
    Woman and man
    To take it
    Take it like a man
    Oh, take it like a man

    Years went flyin’
    Women were taught to sit up straight
    Cook and clean and dust and sew and
    Manipulate
    Men went to the office
    And a woman worked down on her knees
    But it paid off in the midnight hour
    Just to hear her man beg her
    “Please…”
    Though she was not allowed
    To speak at the table
    You can bet your bottom dollar
    She was able
    To take it
    Take it like a man

    Ever since the world began
    It’s been a constant struggle with the
    Woman and man
    Ever since the world began
    It’s been a constant struggle with the
    Woman and man
    To take it
    Take it like a man
    Oh, take it like a man

    (Give it, love it,
    Take it, shove it
    Try so hard
    But you never rise above it…)

    A Song for Bill
    Easter Egg Track

    I once knew a little blue man
    and a little blue man was he
    He had a yellow collar ’round his neck
    he was only ’bout five foot three

    He picked up little blue ladies
    and sometimes little green men
    But one thing was always certain to me
    he was always a little true friend

    One day he escaped from his cage
    out into the wild and grassy prairie
    I never saw his little blue face again
    but I know he can always see me
    me… memememe

    When you catch a little blue man
    keep him for your own
    Oh, he’ll bring you love and laughter
    and fix up your garden and home!





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