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Heaven Passing Through - Turnpike Troubadours
Composed by：Evan Felker
Produced by：Shooter Jennings
The sawmill lights they shone so bright you could barely see the stars
But we caught a couple falling out on a blanket in the yard
You're winding down from a late shift down at the nursing home
Feels so good to be up late pretending that I'm grown
Come back from the dark somehow
Finally living in the here and now
No sign of a thundercloud following you
Don't take it personal the world don't turn around you
Hold on to the moment like it's heaven passing through
We washed the X's off our hands at the honky-tonk
We two-stepped pretty bad and pretended we were drunk
Shared cigarettes and talked about what we would do
I knew no matter what I did I'd never be with you
Come back from the dark somehow
Finally living in the here and now
No sign of a thundercloud following you
Don't take it personal the world don't turn around you
Hold on to the moment like it's heaven passing through
Now we stare up and I say constellations that I know
You repeat 'em back but you don't care you're only three years old
It's nice to see the world the same as someone
It feels so good to be up late pretending that I'm young
Come back from the dark somehow
Finally living in the here and now
No sign of a thundercloud following you
Don't take it personal the world don't turn around you
Hold on to the moment like it's heaven passing through
Come back from the dark somehow
Finally living in the here and now
No sign of a thundercloud following you
Don't take it personal the world don't turn around you
Hold on to a moment like it's heaven passing through
