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Prologue
02:11
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Step Away
04:05
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i’ve done this all before
i stood here at this door
it’s the least i know how to do
i can walk away from anyone i choose
and i know how this all ends
a tired man begins again
and i’ll have this feeling like i’ve forsaken
someone i've never even been
and i know how to step away from others
and i know how to step away from the ones i don’t deserve
and i know how to step away from lovers
but i just don’t know how to step away from this hurt
it just takes a second
i can be just walking down the hall
and i’ll see someone’s eyes and i’ll remember
and that’s when things begin to fall
i’m leaving this city
i’m leaving on the first
i’m leaving if it kills me
just hoping somehow i can make it work
cause i know how to step away from mercy
and i know how to step away from the things i haven’t earned
and i know how to step away from heaven
but i just don’t know how to step away from this hurt
yeah i know how to step away from others
and i know how to step away from the ones i don’t deserve
and i know how to step away from lovers
but i just don’t know how to step away from this hurt
no i just don’t know how to step away from this hurt
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it’s cold at the window
and the rain falls upon the soil
and i’ll be the one
lord i’ll be the one
just draw the evening down
let it burn like scented oil
and i’ll be the one
lord i’ll be the one
and there’s a passage in the heart
that knows no sorrow
and there’s a passage in the heart
that knows no hollow
and i’ll be the one
i’ll be the one
i’ll be the one to keep you warm like the burning sun
i’ll be the one
i’ll be the one
that you can hold on to
i breathe in the light from your eyes
just to hold you inside me
it’s as if i’ve been chosen
lord i’ve been chosen
and there’s a passage in the heart
that knows just to follow
and there’s a passage in the heart
that knows no tomorrow
and i’ll be the one
i’ll be the one
i’ll be the one to keep you warm like the burning sun
i’ll be the one
i’ll be the one
that you can hold on to
there’s a passage in the heart
that knows no winter
and when i’m with her
lord when i’m with her...
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i can feel the winter age
i can feel it fall away
and i can feel the dawn as it’s turning
and you know i wish the same for you
i plan to rise up in the bloom
and stand and face the sky as it’s burning
a haunted soul can hide away
can close the door and keep the pain
can leave their home
but it won’t ease them
and don’t you get to thinking that
the ghosts you kept could be made to rest
just cause you step away
cause you can’t please them
you just live with them
and they go wherever you go
so go on sweet Virginia
go on and make your way
your past it can’t ever kill ya
your loving eyes, your heart, your flame
they’re yours and they will always remain
and i can see the morning star
it hangs above the boulevard
and i know there’s no shadow that could take me
and i can feel the light kiss the ground
when i stand ther i hear the sound
of life beneath the earth growing and shaking
and i know it feels like a vacancy
to hide and seek to keep your grief
to disbelieve
that you can be delivered
my hope is that you leave behind
the doubt that binds you
into thinking you can’t find
a way out of your corner
you can go much further
than you ever thought you could go
so go out west Virginia
go on and stake your claim
your debts are just phantoms they can’t kill ya
your evening eyes, your heart, your dreams
they’re yours and they will always be
so go on sweet Virginia
go on and make your way
forgive yourself your sadness it will never fill ya
your youthful eyes, your heart, your flame
they’re yours and they will always remain
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Photographs
06:26
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well i don’t know what happened
but with a flashing
i saw you there standing back leaned on the glass and
i felt like i was flying
you turned right to me
and smiled with your eyes the way snow falls in silence
and i reached out but all i could touch was a photograph
and man how i’ve missed her
i approached her, i kissed her
i asked her how she’s been since she passed that winter
she spoke like the living
and looked right into me
and in her own way tried to reassure me
and i reached out but all i could touch was a photograph
and i remember that cabin
that fire and those aspens
nightfall could not blacken the blue eyes she had then
and slowly at morning
the slant sun on the flooring
would stir me to waken and since you always woke before me
the first thing i’d see was our wedding photograph
and there like a vision
i saw you in the kitchen
making cinnamon rolls for both of our children
a Saturday morning, i stood there yawning
you called to Sophie and Warren: “come on and get ‘em”
and i reached out but all i could touch was a photograph
and the waters rise…
and the waters rise…
and the waters rise…
they don’t look back
and just like a memory
i was back with her near me
she wrote on my hand: “with love from Leah”
and i went off to work
she called me that evening
with news from the doctor i refused to believe in
after months by her bedside
her hands growing weaker
i prayed for an angel to please let me keep her
and i reached out but all i could touch was a photograph
i packed up our things
all of your belongings
and put your ring on a string so i could always wear it on me
the house now empty
i stood by the door
with albums of memories you made for safe keeping
and all i have left now are just those photographs
all i have left now are just photographs
and the waters rise…
and the waters rise…
and the waters rise…
they don’t look back
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16th Ave. Late Fog
01:32
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7. |
All The World Falls Away
03:59
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because the heart is such a restless messenger
because the night is such a solid thing
because tomorrow is such a very long time
i dream you near me like winter dreams the spring
and know these hands have reached for no other
know these lips have only spoken your name
know that in the sands that catch the furthest oceans
we stand and are not washed away
i fall in a melody and i teach it to sing
of your simple graces, your curves and things
i know who, it’s you i remain to
when i’m holding you
and all the world just falls away
because a song is such a simple messenger
because these strings are such trembling things
because yesterday was such a very long time
i keep you with me like rivers keep the springs
and know these hands still remember your hands
know these lips still remember your lips
know this heart still remembers your heart
know that love never forgets
i find a melody and i teach it of you
your whispered glances, your shades of blue
and i play and i play until i remain true
until i’m holding you
and all the world just falls away
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8. |
A Thousand On Fire
06:42
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he stands and looks upon the city
graffiti up on the bridge
and it seems like everything there don’t mean as much as it did
he could turn away forever
he could leap into a storm
he could let go a hurricane on all the things that he’d once had before
it ain’t that hard to do
you just gotta pay the fare
and if you can take half of your heart a bus’ll take the other half there
i don’t know but if i saw him
i would tell him yeah it’s hard to deal
but there ain’t a man standing here who’s ever felt completely filled
yeah and sometimes we tear things down when we don’t know how to build
it’s on every street in every city
it moves every wheel and every tire
it’s on every voice, on every telephone wire
for every thousand hearts beating there’s a thousand on fire
her dad called the other day
it had been twenty years
said he’d thought about the things he’d done and said he’d done them all out of fear
she believes he wants amends
she believes he wants a change
but she can’t believe that after all these years her father expects from her the same
it’s a hard thing to do
to give him the words he needs
cause she finally has something her father wants that’s all hers to keep
i don’t know but if i saw her
i’d tell her yeah it’s hard to take
but there ain’t a soul standing here who’s never seen someone walk away
and yeah it’s hard thing but the past don’t ever stay in yesterday
it’s on every street in every city
it moves every wheel and every tire
it’s on every voice, on every telephone wire
for every thousand hearts beating there’s a thousand on fire
he made a call to an old lover
but she never said hello
he still has some love left but it’s too late for him to let it show
he’s been reading lots of books
he’s been studying the page
he’d been wishing he could write himself a new beginning or just a new part to play
it’s a hard thing to do
you can change your name
try to give up everything you need and find another place to stay
i don’t know but if i saw him
i’d tell him yeah it’s hard to know
but there ain’t a man standing here who’s never felt completely alone
and it ain’t enough to give things up, you gotta let them go
and it’s on every street in every city
it’s on every voice, in every wire
it moves every wheel, it moves every tire
for every thousand hearts beating there’s a thousand on fire
yeah i know what it was like
back when you were just a kid
you dreamed you’d be flying like all of your heroes did
yeah i been there before
feeling sick and feeling tired
i know how the mystery of darkness feels when you’ve walked in it for miles
it’s a hard thing to do
to remake the life you made
but there ain’t a soul standing here that ain’t never felt the same way
and yeah you gotta carry some weight but you don’t gotta carry all that pain
and it’s on every street in every city
it moves every wheel and every tire
it’s on every voice, on every telephone wire
for every thousand hearts beating there’s a thousand on fire
for every thousand hearts beating there’s a thousand on fire
for every thousand hearts beating there’s a thousand on fire
for every thousand hearts beating there’s a thousand on fire
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9. |
These Things I Keep
07:50
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in Texas the sun shines in December
when the land is quiet i go walk it alone
i hear the river lying waiting to remember
the heavenfall of rain to make its way upon the stone
yeah i guess that’s just like me sometimes i am empty
i wish and wait for something to bring me more
but at times like these i can feel you with me
and i feel at ease i feel like i am reborn
yeah and morning always came when i needed
and you were always morning to me
thank you for the life and love you left inside me
these things i keep
these things i keep
i have a memory of a trail we walked within the forest
i have another of some lights around a tree
i have still a memory of candles and Handel’s chorus
and i from you and you from me we held the new gifts we received
and i can play back a long walk through the city
or the times when we skipped rocks upon the sea
i can play back the awakened voice of your laughter
or the way you cried beside me from the death that we had seen
i know no other way to reach you now than this
i know no other way to hold you than to sing
i know no other way to feel your gentle kiss
i know the sure way to find you is to reach inside of me
yeah and the stars were always shining when i needed
and you were always the stars for me
thank you for the life and love you left inside me
these things i keep
these things i keep
i won’t pretend i am not fearful of final endings
or of the thought that some things never end
or of the thought that there are no new beginnings
or of the thought that some things can never begin
i have always struggled with points of confusion
many times i’ve stumbled to places i never wished to see
i do not know how a man finds absolution
but in the minor works of tenderness so i hold to that belief
yeah and the morning always came when i needed
and don’t you know that you were always the morning to me
thank you for the life and love you left inside me
these things i keep
these things i keep
well tomorrow i’ll go flying on a jet airliner
and i may not ever feel the land again
i feel so near you i could fly and just keep flying
like an eagle upon the wind i have heaven in my hands
yeah and heaven always came when i needed
and you were always heaven to me
thank you for the life and love you left inside me
these things i keep
these things i keep
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10. |
Division St. Early Fog
01:49
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nights like these i wish i could
take the poetry from the woods
and take a melody from your eyes
and make it sing the way i know you like
but this rain it is slowly stealing
and in the morning i’ll be leaving
i’ve been staying up all night
staring at the shadows
for the words to write
before i leave here tomorrow
i’ve been up all night
wishing i could see you again
i’ll send my love out in the wind
i got your picture right by my bed
i got memorized the words you said
i play the scene over again
the last touch of your loving hand
but this fog it is slowly stealing
and tomorrow i’ll be leaving
i’ve been staying up all night
leaning on the window
trying to make it right
before i leave here tomorrow
i’ve been up all night
wishing i could see you again
i’ve been staying up all night
looking for the reason
i made in my mind
before i leave here this season
i’ve been up all night
wishing i could see you again
i’ll send my love out in the wind
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12. |
The Light
08:10
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i walk through streets unnamed and winding
holding pieces of things i can’t leave behind me
they are corners of pictures, they are last night’s dream
they are tears and graves and loves and scenes
and i remember being somewhere on a desert highway
with windows down and a sunset skyway
i was younger and about to be anything i wanted to be
i stopped for minute on the roadside rest
to freeze the frame, seven stars overhead
and if i’d known how much life owes to death
i would’ve put down the camera and taken another breath
i now want to put down my grief
and take a breath
and i pass by houses with numbers on the doors
i don’t know this road but it’s like i’ve been here before
i can see through it all and know i want something more
and i stand up on a hill above a foreign city
under evergreens in an old cemetery
and look out on the city lights, it’s like they’re on some kind of stage
i see how easily the dark can be turned away
so mother and father, sisters and brothers
i call to you now, for me there are no others
i have words for you as they’ve come to me
there is a place in you that knows no grief
and you hold the light
to make the dawn
you hold the light
that makes dawn
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i guess a heart is just a river both wild and still
i guess it shoulders the rain toward a sea never filled
i guess a song is just a sign we set out on the road
to mark the miles we’ve gone and how far we’ve got left to go
it’s cold out here but the river’s on fire
and sometimes like this morning i can hear it echo for miles
the river has many voices…
the river has many voices…
i guess a heart is just a window cleared and dirtied by the past
i guess it shatters and reflects like any other kind of glass
i guess a song is just a highway we take from town to town
i guess a town is just a place where we build up from the ground
it’s cold out here but the leaves are on fire
and sometimes like this morning i awake to hear the birds on the wire
the river has many voices…
the river has many voices…
the river has many voices…
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14. |
Silence
01:00
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The River Has Many Voices Austin, Texas
The River Has Many Voices is music that is born of the poetry and harmony of the hill country. TRHMV lives and writes in Austin, TX where he grew up.
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