Temporary Town (Live From The Steel City)

There's a tide turnin' in this temporary town

Winds of change cuttin' east, blowin' dust up off the ground

High-moored bird out on heartland skies

Trees are swingin' on our porch, ganderin' ridgelines

There's a mighty mountain of bills on the floor

If it builds up any higher, they'll come burstin' through the door

Tear down these walls, let me shiver in the wind

I'll take it as a sign, a well-timed and concerted Godsend

I can take your hand and leap across the border

Give a little gas and ride off towards higher ground

Make a piece of Heaven near some old forgotten town

And let the world pass by 'til there's no turning around

Let the world pass by 'til there's no turning around

I can picture it now, a white house in a clearin'

Hummin' a Bluebird song 'til the days were hard of hearin'

Ancient blue ridges are just like big ole fences

Shelter from the world, keeping senseless at a distance

I can take your hand and leap across the border

Give a little gas and ride off towards higher ground

Make a piece of Heaven near some old forgotten town

And let the world pass by 'til there's no turning around

Let the world pass by 'til there's no turning around

I can take your hand and leap across the border

Give a little gas and ride off towards higher ground

Make a piece of Heaven near some old forgotten town

And let the world pass by 'til there's no turning around

Let the world pass by 'til there's no turning around

Let the world pass by 'til there's no turning around