Texty:
Carpenter Mary Chapin Between Here And Gone

and roars The bitter and sweet between the truces and the wars The noise and the quiet, the courage and the fear And all of the wisdom between a smile

way The noise, the heat, the crush of cars just robs me of my nerve And someone yells and blasts their horn and pins me to the curb I'm a stranger here

's gone, she's gone away All day long I call her name Luna's gone, she's gone away All day long I call her name Luna's gone, she's gone away All day long

and in our heads We eat standing up or in our beds Guilt and fear merge easily In the quiet souls of girls like me And loneliness is like a cold Common and

a note Lock the doors and windows Pack the truck, here's to luck Here?s to how the wind blows Got the cash, got the gas Now lose the map and compass

the town Take a walk around this town Collar up an' head down Against the cold and gray We're only strangers here (Strangers here) We're just like strangers here (Strangers here

wake from. Could I have felt the brush of a soul that's passing on, Somewhere in between here and gone? Up above me, Wayward angels, A blur of wings and

Chorus: And a beautiful racket, it whispers and roars The bitter and sweet, between the truces and the wars The noice and the quiet, the courage and the fear And

42nd Street. I lit a cigarette an' stared down at my feet. Imagined all the ones that ever stood here waitin', At Grand Central Station. Grand Central Station. And