It's So Different Here - Rachel Sweet

You wanted me to write you a letter —

Here it is, it’s left down river on the boat

And if the things I feel around me could reach you —

But they never will — you’re much too remote

Women walk in the shade with water jars

It’s so different here — so hot, no phones or cars

It’s so different here

These afternoons are far asleep, the people mend their nets

They’ll be on their boats at sunrise

I watch them at their lives, they teach me much

I could not tell you moot, until you’ve seen my eyes

Women walk in the shade with water jars

It’s so different here — so hot, no phones or cars

It’s so different here

It’s so hot here

Do you still love me?

You never build a conclusion

With our affairs and ups and downs

And now my job has brought me here

Rivers still flow slowly when the land is low

The mind weeps on, but I’m too hot to shed a tear

Women walk in the shade with water jars

It’s so different here — so hot, no phones or cars

Women walk in the shade with water jars

It’s so different here — so hot, no phones or cars

It’s so different here

It’s so hot here