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Together Through It All

from Together Through It All by Kye Alfred Hillig

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It’s so hard to pick up the phone,
but I need to call my son again
and tell him he still has a home
as long as he don’t bring that Hell with him

I’m still his father
He’s still my son
His poor mother,
she don’t believe that he’s gone

For a while he could stay with his aunt
Until she came home to empty rooms
And now she’s set on saying he can’t
And now I don’t really know what else to do

And when he was a kid he would laugh,
but now he just sits in his darkened room
I tell him we should go for a drive,
but he says he’s got something else to do

Now nobody’s seen him in weeks
And the police all say we’ll be the first they’ll call
And every single day stretches on
And my wife breaks down in the upstairs hall

And now they’re filing into the church
And staring down at his sunken face,
but the tombstone don’t make the man
And that’s not how I choose to remember him

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from Together Through It All, released February 16, 2013

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Kye Alfred Hillig Tacoma, Washington

Lost his family in a house fire, but saved his guitar. Plays songs his family’s never heard. (Tacoma, WA Singer-Songwriter)

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