Jim White
Phone Booth In Heaven

Oh where are we going? Oh where have we been?
Our hush-a-bye angel, she's safe and tucked in. I drive around town, while
you sit and watch the rain.
There's what you think with your heart and what I feel
with my brain. For those who plant
nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone
booth in heaven that no one is calling. It sits on a highway that
leads nowhere. I'll drop you a line next time I find
myself there. Remembering them days, how we wore our weakness well.
There's some say that heaven can't exist without hell,
well if the proof's in the pudding, and that axiom's true, somehow
the heart of the matter escaped me and you.
For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone
booth in heaven that no one is calling.
Though the ghosts of redemption might whisper odd promises,
I for one don't put
much faith in them specters.
Now the blueprint for sorrow is just to put off the
hurt 'til the price of tomorrow becomes
more than love's worth. 'Til what's begged and what's
stole is just the hollow remains of some beautiful failure that we
cling to in vain. For those who plant nothing but the
seeds of the falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no one is
calling. The truest word heard there is the word that's
unspoken 'cause you can't mend what the Good Lord designed to be
broken. Oh where are we going?
My darling oh where? Our sweetheart's in dreamland,
please let her stay there. We are two
separate people, with two separate ways.
Until we come to our senses, it's our sweetheart that pays.



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Until we come to our senses, it's our sweetheart that pays.
separate people, with two separate ways.
please let her stay there. We are two
My darling oh where? Our sweetheart's in dreamland,
broken. Oh where are we going?
unspoken 'cause you can't mend what the Good Lord designed to be
calling. The truest word heard there is the word that's
seeds of the falling there is a phone booth in heaven that no one is
cling to in vain. For those who plant nothing but the
stole is just the hollow remains of some beautiful failure that we
more than love's worth. 'Til what's begged and what's
hurt 'til the price of tomorrow becomes
Now the blueprint for sorrow is just to put off the
much faith in them specters.
I for one don't put
Though the ghosts of redemption might whisper odd promises,
booth in heaven that no one is calling.
For those who plant nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone
the heart of the matter escaped me and you.
well if the proof's in the pudding, and that axiom's true, somehow
There's some say that heaven can't exist without hell,
myself there. Remembering them days, how we wore our weakness well.
leads nowhere. I'll drop you a line next time I find
booth in heaven that no one is calling. It sits on a highway that
nothing but the seeds of the falling there is a phone
with my brain. For those who plant
There's what you think with your heart and what I feel
you sit and watch the rain.
Our hush-a-bye angel, she's safe and tucked in. I drive around town, while
Oh where are we going? Oh where have we been?


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