When those we know choose to show us their weary soul,
filled with angst from all the pains that burden mind with woes,
we learn that they are much the same as us on any day,
and should with kindness find within our own self time to say,
worry not for worry wearies, threatens peace of mind,
bends the truth away from you to cast a spot that blinds,
you from being who you are a person known as friend,
dousing days you're left to see from being seen as then,
a new day brought to you with care, a sunshine bright and clear,
a mind that's freed from what was then a loathsome note of fear.
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