Sometimes we live no particular way but our own Robert Hunter More Quotes by Robert Hunter More Quotes From Robert Hunter 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. Robert Hunter simple dark night One man gathers what another man spills Robert Hunter spills another-man men Don't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest. Robert Hunter waste fate done Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right Robert Hunter learning inspirational life In wickedness of pride is lost the light to understand how little grace is earned and how much given. Robert Hunter light pride grace Ain't nobody messin' with you but you Robert Hunter If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine Robert Hunter sunshine voice gold What do you want me to do, Robert Hunter pain rain song Everything you cherish Robert Hunter garden dying death There are times when you get hit upon, Try hard but you cannot give. Other times you'd gladly part, With what you need to live Robert Hunter trying giving needs Every song falls short of the glory of what a song could be. That's why the urge is there to start again and yet again. Often it's the fault of rhyme. I've discovered a hundred times that there just aren't enough rhymes to say what I wanted to say, so I said something else instead. Sometimes it was a better thing, but the thing I meant to say went unsaid. So there's an opening for another song. Robert Hunter faults song fall Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, but the heart has its beaches, its homeland, and thoughts of its own. Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings, but the heart has its seasons its evenings, and songs of its own Robert Hunter song morning beach Comes a Time when the blind man takes your hand says DON'T YOU SEE? Robert Hunter blind men hands Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world. Robert Hunter wake-up eye world There are things you can replace, and others you cannot. The time has come to weigh those things, this space is getting hot. Robert Hunter space hot ...if you get confused, just listen to the music play. Robert Hunter confused ifs play Let my inspiration flow, in token lines suggesting rhythm, that will not forsake me, till my tale is told and done. Robert Hunter lines done inspiration Without love in a dream it will never come true Robert Hunter without-love dream But I would rather be with you, somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July, just looking up to Heaven, at this crescent in the sky Robert Hunter san-francisco july sky Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see. Robert Hunter crippled blind
