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Sara Jackson-Holman
Sara Jackson-Holman, a Portland Oregon native, was raised in the quiet town of Bend, Oregon. Her voice smoky and warm, she sings of the things that fill her head: dreams, the sea and sky and trees, belonging and loneliness and love, longing and forgetting and remembering.
Her songs are haunted by the unexpected fusion of the classically influenced piano, wistful strings, strange harmonies, and pop bent.
She fell in love with music at exactly the moment her seven-year-old fingers touched the keys of her family’s tired and old spinet piano Read Full BioSara Jackson-Holman, a Portland Oregon native, was raised in the quiet town of Bend, Oregon. Her voice smoky and warm, she sings of the things that fill her head: dreams, the sea and sky and trees, belonging and loneliness and love, longing and forgetting and remembering.
Her songs are haunted by the unexpected fusion of the classically influenced piano, wistful strings, strange harmonies, and pop bent.
She fell in love with music at exactly the moment her seven-year-old fingers touched the keys of her family’s tired and old spinet piano, and was inspired by composers such as Chopin, Scarlatti, Beethoven, Soler, Schumann, and Bach, and their passion and ability to connect with their audience generation after generation. Performing at countless recitals and competitions, she became a fine classical pianist. From an early age, Jackson-Holman was also in love with reading, beautiful words, good literature, metaphors, and poetry. And ever since she could speak, she loved to sing. In the March of 2008, she began to reconcile her love of piano, poetry, singing, and pop music, and became fascinated with this medium of communication that so happily married her favorite passions.
Her songs are haunted by the unexpected fusion of the classically influenced piano, wistful strings, strange harmonies, and pop bent.
She fell in love with music at exactly the moment her seven-year-old fingers touched the keys of her family’s tired and old spinet piano Read Full BioSara Jackson-Holman, a Portland Oregon native, was raised in the quiet town of Bend, Oregon. Her voice smoky and warm, she sings of the things that fill her head: dreams, the sea and sky and trees, belonging and loneliness and love, longing and forgetting and remembering.
Her songs are haunted by the unexpected fusion of the classically influenced piano, wistful strings, strange harmonies, and pop bent.
She fell in love with music at exactly the moment her seven-year-old fingers touched the keys of her family’s tired and old spinet piano, and was inspired by composers such as Chopin, Scarlatti, Beethoven, Soler, Schumann, and Bach, and their passion and ability to connect with their audience generation after generation. Performing at countless recitals and competitions, she became a fine classical pianist. From an early age, Jackson-Holman was also in love with reading, beautiful words, good literature, metaphors, and poetry. And ever since she could speak, she loved to sing. In the March of 2008, she began to reconcile her love of piano, poetry, singing, and pop music, and became fascinated with this medium of communication that so happily married her favorite passions.
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Freight Train
by Sara Jackson-Holman
Grief is a freight train
No, what's a little pain
When you have so much to love?
Grief is a freight train
No, what's a little pain
When you have so much to love?
Forever is a slow dream
Oh, what a vivid thing
When you've got so much to lose
Hope is a fast car
Only takes you so far away
Where you've got a lot to learn
Close your eyes
Take to the sky like a big blue kite
Leave your woes behind
Close my eyes
Try to remember what you said to me
Before you said goodbye
Love is a slow song
Playing on the radio
I know every word by heart
Happiness is a soft light
That way we see our life by
Only fading to the dark
Close your eyes
Take to the sky like a big blue kite
Leave your woes behind
Close my eyes
Try to remember what you said to me
Before you said goodbye
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by Sara Jackson-Holman
Grief is a freight train
No, what's a little pain
When you have so much to love?
Grief is a freight train
No, what's a little pain
When you have so much to love?
Forever is a slow dream
Oh, what a vivid thing
When you've got so much to lose
Hope is a fast car
Only takes you so far away
Where you've got a lot to learn
Close your eyes
Take to the sky like a big blue kite
Leave your woes behind
Close my eyes
Try to remember what you said to me
Before you said goodbye
Love is a slow song
Playing on the radio
I know every word by heart
Happiness is a soft light
That way we see our life by
Only fading to the dark
Close your eyes
Take to the sky like a big blue kite
Leave your woes behind
Close my eyes
Try to remember what you said to me
Before you said goodbye
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA/AMCOS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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