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Birdsong Hollow

from Autonomy by Stephanie Lambring

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He drank his coffee cold
Took out the recycling
He didn’t leave a note
They’d know where to find him

He’d talked about it before
On and on about bridges
Said, "Hey, Dad, is it a sin?
Hope God ain’t too religious."

‘Cause he’d heard people say it’s simple
It’s a selfish ambition
For some the body is a temple
But for some it’s a prison

All those haunted voices, they got too loud
They drove him to the edge, so he drove them down
To Birdsong Hollow

He parked between the lines
Slipped the keys in the console
Even read the sign
“Call anytime - There is still hope.”

He paced over the valley
And he thought about his mother
Would she know there was nothin’ she could do
Or would she always wonder

All those haunted voices, they got too loud
He took a leap of faith and he laid down
At Birdsong Hollow

Sometimes you can hear them sing
A chorus of the silent screams
Weary souls who fell into peace
Finally, flyin’, flyin’ free

His dad got home
Wheeled in the recycling
He could feel it in his bones
He knew where to find him

Such a short stretch of highway
For such a long, long road
He ran down to hold him
And to let him go
At Birdsong Hollow

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from Autonomy, released October 23, 2020
Written by Stephanie Lambring

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"One of Nashville's most fearless young singer-songwriters" - NPR Music

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