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Between Here and Gone
A road-worn country song about life on the road, missing the one waiting at home, and wondering how much the next mile is really worth.
Sometimes the music, the money, and the applause aren't enough to make being alone feel worthwhile.

Between Here and Gone© Jim Molinelli
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Lyrics
BETWEEN HERE AND GONE
© Jim Molinelli
[Verse 1]
The morning paper’s open on the diner table
The coffee’s black and the clock is ticking slow
I try to read the news but I just ain’t able
To focus on the music and the show.
[Verse 2]
My body’s on the road here, makin’ money
Tryin’ to pay the bills and make ends meet
But my heart is stuck at home with my honey
And missin’ her is messin’ with my sleep
[Chorus]
Don't ask what I'm thinking, or just how long I'll stay
My feet are on the floor but my heart is miles away
I’m losing ground to time, waiting on another dawn
And I’m stuck living somewhere… between here and gone.
[Verse 3]
The encore is still ringing in the rafters
The band loads the gear like every night
The fan autographs and selfies come after
Then the music takes a backseat to the night
[Verse 4]
My heart smiles when her voice comes on the line
She asks if I’m growing weary of the road
I try and tell her I’m still doing just fine
But she knows the truth, and she isn’t snowed.
[Chorus]
Don't ask what I'm thinking, or just how long I'll stay
My feet are on the floor but my heart is miles away
I’m losing ground to time, waiting on another dawn
And I’m stuck living somewhere… between here and gone.
[BRIDGE]
The dial tone fades to a lonesome ring
The silence in my room is much too loud
Makes a man question why he wants to sing
Or chase the fleeting approval of a crowd.
[Verse 5]
Don't need more money, don’t need to be a star
I can't take another mile of being alone
I pack my bags and I throw ‘em in the car
Call her back in tears to say “I’m coming home”
[Chorus]
Don't care what I'm thinking, just know I’ll always stay
My feet are on the ground and my heart is steps away
Ain’t losing ground to time, but I love sharing the dawn
And I’m finally living somewhere… between here and gone…
Yeah, I’m finally living somewhere… between here and gone.
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