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Distant, intense
Unsettled by the day’s events
Meditating on impermanence
In a stand of redwood trees
Vertical here
For going on a thousand years
In the morning I will persevere
But for now I’m ill at ease
I fell asleep to a gentle wind in the leaves
But woke with a start in the dark night, shivering
Frightened and cold
In over my head and feeling old

Goddamn the stress
Of a heavy diagnosis. Yes:
Either Parkinson’s or ALS
On a precipice, in fear
I take a breath
One singular, audacious breath
In the neighborhood of life and death
Where a man can disappear
Into the fog of a long-term treatment plan
Limited hope on a steep slope: steady decline
Losing control
Hanging onto life, a living soul

The future will be
But what about the present? We
Used to talk about eternity
Not a merciless disease
Whatever we do
Is generations overdue
Can be dangerous for me, but you
Have responsibilities
Today, if you like—on a long hike—we can discuss
Anything but what we know will blow us away
Over a cliff
Never looking down but still adrift

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from Some of Us Are Free, Some of Us Are Lost, released April 19, 2019
Bob Hillman – acoustic guitar, vocals
Jonny Flaugher – electric bass
Tamir Barzilay – drums, percussion
Rich Hinman – acoustic guitar, pedal steel
Paul Cartwright – violins, viola
Mark Lennon – harmony

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Bob Hillman is navigating the second act of a career that began in the late 90s, flourished in the early 00s, survived ten years of “real jobs,” and resumed in 2016 with the Peter Case- produced Lost Soul.

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