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west hills

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Look over yonder to those hills in the west
That burn with the day and go away with the night
When the father sun comes to touch the trees on their heads
And they block out his light as he passes
I am the spirit of the hills to the west
Whose name is the same as not saying a name
And if you cry out to me when the sun sets
You may show your own name in the song your voice rises
There's the orange glow between the leaves and the leaves are bright green as the night is soaking the skin of the sky
But only alone may you bear witnessing only alone with nobody to see you. As you fall like sand off an eroding hill. Or swoon neath the waves of the real dream you live

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released September 30, 2023

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