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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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from Ash St., released September 28, 2016

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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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