"However far from home a candle here / Burns in my window until you return"
Street Sonnet
Is that blood on the street? You bet it is What did you think? Some Hollywood effect? This is where someone determined that his Money was worth less than his self-respect
The roughest of the rough trade is the truth That people will die in gutters tonight The beginning of the ending of youth The dawning of the distance of the light
However far from home a candle here Burns in my window until you return I promise you no matter what you fear The main thing we are here for is to learn
The beginning of the ending of youth The roughest of the rough trade is the truth
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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