Julie Miller


Julie Miller’s music is precious to all of us in cetcetera. If you have triggers with topics related to God, then use caution if you choose to listen to these precious songs.       Love, Cassandra

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All The Pieces Of Mary

All the pieces of Mary go ’round like a wheel of misfortune inside her brain,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round ’til she finds somebody who can take the pain,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round; starts with a stare and then she’s gone away,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round; maybe she’ll be gone away for good someday.

What’s the matter?
She’s so fragile,
She gets shattered,
She goes crazy from the clatter in her head,
Poor Mary,
Mary.

All the pieces of Mary go ’round like a wheel of misfortune inside her brain,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round; she can float and fly up above her bed,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round ; it’s a cast of characters for all occasions,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round like a carnival ride in her imagination.

Don’t remind her,
She goes backwards if you find her clock is broken,
It’s much kinder just to wait for Mary,
Mary.

Mary, go ’round.

Her amnesia is her only anesthesia,
She’s so glad her memory’s so bad – isn’t it, Mary?
Mary.

All the pieces of Mary go ’round, she just can’t remember what she can’t forget,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round ’til she burns right down like a cigarette,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round; now she’s all grown up with no place to go,
All the pieces of Mary go ’round – where they’ll stop, no one can know

I Call On You

When sorrow runs through me like blood, I call on you,
When it’s drowning my heart in a flood, I call on you,
You are my drug, you’re my wine,
You are my medicine too,
You’re the remedy, you are the cure,
Call on you.

When trouble has swallowed my soul, I call on you, (I call on you)
When I’m waylaid and loosing my hold, I call on you, (I call on you)
When it’s got my hope by the throat, you break the spell in two,
You put your love on me like a coat,
I call on you.

I call on you, (you carry my load)
I call on you, (you’re the way down the road)
Call on you.

When my life is a mist in the sun, I call on you, (I call on you)
When my conscience won’t lay down it’s gun, I call on you, (I call on you)
I am an orphan of war, I am a criminal too,
But I’m held by a hand with a scar,
I call on you.

I call on you, (you carry my load)
I call on you, (you’re the way down the road)
Call on you.

You’re my wine, my drug,
You are my comforter too,
You’re the remedy, you are the cure,
I call on you.

When the words of my spirit can’t speak, I call on you,
If ever the angels should sleep, I call on you,
In the midnight you glow in the dark, you are the one that is true,
I’m gonna dance to the beat of your heart,
I call on you, I call on you.

I call on you, (you carry my load)
I call on you, (you’re the way down the road)
I call on you, (you carry my load)
I call on you, (you’re the way down the road)
I call on you


Precious to God by Julie Miller

She puts on a smile just like the lipstick that she wears.
She gives herself amnesia to anesthetize the shame.
She knows it isn’t real, but she can’t afford to feel…
That there’s something her soul can’t forget.

She can use a smile just like a barrier.
She can count the pieces of her heart.
She can say a prayer and she knows all the right words.
But she doesn’t know how to feel precious to God.

She knows it doesn’t help to pretend to be asleep.
She knows that there are secrets daddy’s have
that little girls must keep.
But she doesn’t know where children go
when home is where the hurt is.

She can use a smile just like a barrier.
She can count the pieces of her heart.
She’ll be be anybody that you want her to be
But she doesn’t know how to feel
Precious to God.

(Repeat Chorus)

Orphans And Angels
Julie Miller
Myrrh Records, 1993

Nobody But You by Julie Miller

I have seen the night of a million tears,
I have seen an angel’s smile,
I have come of age and remained, these years, with the longings of a child.

Nobody but you can find my heart,
Nobody but you sees in the dark,
Nobody but you can call my name and scatter all my pain.

I have had the fears of an orphaned heart,
I have had a homeless soul,
I have been embraced in the arms of grace,
You have brought my spirit home.

Nobody but you can find my heart,
Nobody but you sees in the dark,
Nobody but you can call my name and scatter all my pain.

Nobody but you can find my heart,
Nobody but you sees in the dark,
Nobody but you can call my name and scatter all my pain.

Nobody but you, nobody but you,
Nobody but you, nobody but you,
Nobody but you, nobody but you,
Nobody but you

S.O.S.

This is making me sick; I can’t stand it anymore,
You make sex so dirty – let me out the door,
What was supposed to be personal, supposed to be clean, supposed to be private, you make a public scene,
You manipulate the innocent, exploit the weak,
You aim for those too young to know the lies you speak,
Just one more commercial, you don’t care what it costs,
You get your profit, you don’t care whose soul got lost.

I’m sick of sex being abused,
Sick of sex being used and misused to sell me,
I’m sick of sex being used and confused by the lies you tell me, tell me.

Well, you lower yourself, you want to take me down too,
You want to intimidate anyone who don’t think like you,
You make people less than animals, turn a child into a whore,
Make a precious thing worthless, just to sell a little more,
You seem sophisticated, but you’re so depraved,
You turn love into a lie, ’til there’s nothing left to save,
Your corruption spreads around just like a rash,
You dehumanise us all with this filthy trash.

I’m sick of sex being abused,
Sick of sex being used and misused to sell me,
I’m sick of sex being used and confused by the lies you tell me, you tell me.

This is making me sick.

Hollywood is king, rock and roll is next around,
Magazines, TV – we all fall down,
We got it smeared on every street, where we go and where we come,
We’ve get it shoved in our face ’til we all go numb,
What’s a child supposed to think by the picture he gets?
You rip off his self-respect with no regrets,
You pollute the atmosphere ’til we suffocate,
I’m so disgusted I can’t see straight.

I’m sick of sex being abused,
Sick of sex being used and misused to sell me,
I’m sick of sex being used and confused by the lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies

JULIE MILLER

Broken Things by Julie Miller

You can have my heart
Though it isn’t new
It’s been used and broken
And only comes in blue
It’s been down a long road
And it got dirty on the way
If I give it to you will you make it clean
And wash the shame away

You can have my heart
If you don’t mind broken things
You can have my life if you don’t mind these tears
Well I heard that you make old things new
So I give these pieces all to you
If you want it you can have my heart

So beyond repair
Nothing I could do
I tried to fix it myself
But it was only worse when I got through
Then you walked into my darkness
And you speak words so sweet
And you hold me like a child
Till my frozen tears fall at your feet

Naked Heart

Don’t want you to see me like this, don’t want you to know how it really is,
I put on this smile ’til you go away, and hope that my eyes don’t give me away,
And I can pretend that everything is alright; I’ve gotten really good, I’ve done it all of my life,
I keep you at a distance so you can’t tell I’m not doing very well.

If you find out who I really am…
If I show you what I keep in the dark…
Stripped of my defences, can your love really clothe my naked heart?

I’ve gotten so used to having this pain, can’t imagine it could ever change,
If I should look at he truth inside I feel like I might not survive,
So I wrap up this part that doesn’t look good; I make it look lovely, like I think it should,
But if you only know who I pretend to be I’ll never know if you could really love me.

If you find out who I really am…
If I show you what I keep in the dark…
Stripped of my defences, can your love really clothe my naked heart?

(If you find out who I really am…
If I show you what I keep in the dark…
Stripped of my defences, can your love really clothe my naked heart?)

If you find out who I really am…
If I show you what I keep in the dark…
Stripped of my defences, can your love really clothe my naked heart?

In My Eyes

It can get so cold for a little girl in the dark of night, in a mixed up world,
There’s not much room in a place like this for the innocent that the angels kissed.

But in my eyes you shine so bright,
And in my eyes you are dressed in white,
A precious child in my eyes.

They tell you lies that take you down, ’cause they’re just so lost ’round this town,
But I see you just like a little star whose little light fractures the dark.

And in my eyes you shine so bright,
And in my eyes you are dressed in white,
A precious child in my eyes.

Through my eyes of love a perfect child is all I see,
You’ll find your true reflection when you look at me.

So keep my words, hide them in your heart, ’cause that’s the truth of who you really are,
If you should stumble, if you should fall, they’ll wash you clean just to recall…

That in my eyes you shine so bright,
You’re beautiful and dressed in white,
Precious child, a precious child in my eyes

I Like You

If you want to be big but are small, if you’re little and you want to be tall,
And you feel like you’re no good at all…well, I like you just like you are,
Now, some people run very fast and you always watch them go past,
And you think that you’re always last, but I like you just like you are.

I like you, I really do,
You are the only you I ever knew,
Though everyone’s special, there’s no one like you,
That’s why I like you, I really do.

Now a pony looks up to the sky, watches the birds going by,
But he never thought he should fly, and I like you just like you are.

I like you, I really do,
You are the only you I ever knew,
Though everyone’s special, there’s no one like you,
That’s why I like you, I really like you,
That’s why I like you, I really do


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