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i use to walk around this town for hours every night
lay out on the rusted field and look up for light
i felt so far from my myself somehow
seemed like there was always a ghost that followed me around
but lately i’ve been trying to begin again
yeah lately i’ve been trying changing
i ran from love because it seemed to easy to know
everyone spoke its name like it was some kind of show
i wanted something more that only i could own
but i was too young to know what it meant to be alone
so lately i’ve been trying to begin again
yeah lately i’ve been trying changing
when i was younger i thought i had death figured out
i thought i knew its pulse, i thought i knew its sound
but when it came it looked nothing like i knew
your face was swollen, you looked nothing like you do
so lately i’ve been trying to begin again
yeah lately i’ve been trying changing
so lately i’ve been trying to begin again
yeah lately i’ve been trying changing
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Walk In The Fire
04:39
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i’ve been standing here long enough to know the sound a door makes when it closes
i’ve been watching time for years enough to know that it can kill the prettiest of roses
you better damn sure believe that when it comes down to it i aint living for a prize
when you take a shot take it from the heart and always look it straight in the eyes
it’s time to throw down the raises
though i’ll admit these years have made me tired
but the last thing i wanna do right now is lay down
no it’s time to walk in the fire
i go to work come home put on a record and just think about it all
i take a walk outside cause i get too closed up living in these walls
yeah i know it’s a song sung before but this time i’m gonna let it all go
you can have my books, my bed i’m going to live out on the road
it’s time to throw down the raises
though i’ll admit these years have made me tired
but the last thing i wanna do right now is lay down
no it’s time to walk in the fire
i may not be a young man but being young don’t mean much to me anymore
you either hear the flood or you don’t but either way you’re gonna end up at the shore
i’ve spent a thousand days never really knowing how much each one of borrowed
but i’ll tell you now when i go i’m leaving without any more false tomorrows
it’s time to throw down the raises
though i’ll admit these years have made me tired
but the last thing i wanna do right now is lay down
no it’s time to walk in the fire
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I'm Alright, Babe
03:22
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when i get up
in the morning
and see the sun out on the ridge
i can hear the birds all singing
on the bridge
and the early light
through the window
falls on down your skin
and when you look at me
i see your brown eyes shining
then i’m alright babe
yeah it’s true
i’m alright babe
since i got you
yeah i’ll admit some days
i hold too much in
it gets so bad i can’t speak
but that’s when you
just hold me close honey
and i’ll admit some nights
when i’m on the road
it gets so bad i can’t sing
but that’s when i turn the wheel
back down your street
and then i’m alright babe
i know i’ll make it through
i’m alright babe
since i got you
let tomorrow be
forgotten
if you know something do not tell
the past is far behind us
and i wish it well
cause here and now
is my secret
let everything else fall away
it’s here your love and i’ll keep it always
then i’m alright babe
yeah it’s true
i’m alright babe
cause i got you
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down here in the city with the lamplights on
i guess i’ll put a record on
through the windows the cars going past
they sound like rain on the glass
well it’s hard to make it alone down here
it’s hard when the heart breaks
and it’s harder to heal
the door’s closed but i wanna go
i’m tired of these damn walls
you can’t get water from stone
i can’t seem to get back to feeling...
that picture on the wall that’s from some other life
i can barely remember what it was like
that coat on couch those books on shelf
they seem to belong to someone else
well it’s hard to make it alone down here
it’s hard when the heart breaks
and it’s harder to heal
the door’s closed but i wanna go
i’m tired of these damn walls
you can’t get water from stone
i can’t seem to get back to feeling...
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it comes down like a driving rain
it hunts like a waiting grave
it hollers out like a midnight cry
it burns behind your tired eyes
it shivers like the light on steel
it cuts more than you can heal
it thunders like ghosts in walls
it wears you like a black shawl
you’ll hear it fire, your heart will break
you’ll see its smoke from miles away
you’ll feel the ground beneath you bend
you’ll see it flash like lightning
let us bow our heads and pray
(howl...)
it’ll take you like the silent dawn
it’ll let you know how far you’ve gone
it’ll find your letters all unsent
it’ll close your eyes and lower you in
let us bow our heads and pray
(howl...)
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we’re walking through that open field
i’ll always remember how this feels
to hold you in my arms
we head through that open gate
the house now is miles away
you smile at me with all your charms
and tonight as the moon shines
i’ll put your hand in mine
if you gotta go (go with me)
if you gotta leave (leave with me)
if you gotta go (go with me)
honey, you’re all i’ll ever need
when i look into your dark eyes
you move me the way hawks fly
i can’t help but to reach for a kiss
remember back when we were young
the games we played the summer sun
i dreamed then that it would be like this
and tonight as the moon shines
i’ll put your hand in mine
if you gotta go (go with me)...
when we stop to rest the evening falls
we watch the sun as it draws
colors like autumn leaves
you lean your head next to mine
your hair smells like springtime
let’s remember this you whisper to me
and tonight as the moon shines
i’ll hand your hand in mine
if you gotta go (go with me)...
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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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