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The storyteller makes no choice, soon you will not hear his voice, his job is to shed light, and not to master

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Robert Hunter
Age: 78 †
Born: 1941
Born: June 23
Died: 2019
Died: September 23
Guitarist
Lyricist
Musician
Poet
Singer
Songwriter
Translator
Writer
Arroyo Grande
California
Robert C. Christie Hunter
Robert Burns
Choice
Hear
Choices
Voice
Storyteller
Jobs
Shed
Makes
Master
Light
Masters
Soon

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What do you want me to do, To watch for you, To see you through? A box of rain will ease the pain, and love, will see you through.
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There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night, and if you go, no one may follow, that path is for your steps alone.
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Perhaps people don't come into their true maturity until a parent dies.
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Sometimes we live no particular way but our own
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But never give your love, my friend, Unto a foolish heart
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Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.
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If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music Would you hold it near as it were your own?
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I won't slave for beggar's pay, likewise gold and jewels, but I would slave to learn the way, to sink your ship of fools.
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The best architects feel it to be their duty to make the path to the hole as free as possible from annoying difficulties for the less skillful golfers, while at the same time presenting to the scratch players a route calling for the best shots at their command.
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River gonna take me, Sing me sweet and sleepy, Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home, It's a far gone lullaby sung many years ago Mama, Mama, many worlds I've come since I first left home
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Being in a floodplain is like sitting down in a bathtub.
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Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right
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When I was just a little young boy, Papa said Son, you'll never get far, I'll tell you the reason if you want to know, 'cause child of mine, there isn't really very far to go.
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When it seems like the night will last forever, And there's nothing left to do but count the years, When the strings of my harp to sever, And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears... I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And dream me a dream of my own, I will walk alone by the black muddy river, And sing me a song of my own.
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Everything you cherish Throws you over in the end Thorns will grab your ankles From the gardens that you tend.
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Counting stars by candlelight all are dim but one is bright the spiral light of Venus rising first and shining best, from the northwest corner of a brand-new crescent moon crickets and cicadas sing a rare and different tune.
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Ain't nobody messin' with you but you
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One man gathers what another man spills
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The sky was yellow and the sun was blue.
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