Between Here and Gone sing and play along

Tonight the moon my came up,

but it was nearly full.

with Way down here on earth I could feel its pull.

The weight of gravity or just the lure of light as made me want to leave my only home tonight.

Yeah, I'm just wondering how we know where we belong.

Is it in a photograph or a dashboard poet's song?

when Well, I have missed my chance of to right some ancient wrong should I find myself between here and gone.

Now, I could grab my keys,

out, but peel out in my truck I ev'ry saint on board bringing me their luck,

and I could drive too fast the like a midnight's thief,

is if there was a way is to outrun the grief.

Yeah, I'm just wondering how we know where we belong;

in a song that's left behind,

in a dream I n't wake from.

when Could I have felt the brush of a soul that's passing on somewhere find myself between here and gone.

Now, I could grab in between here and gone?

Up above me wayward angels, a blur of wings and grace.

One for courage,

one for safety,

one for just in case.

I thought a in between...

Yeah, I'm just wondering how we know where we belong.

Is it in the arc of the moon leaving shadows on the lawn in the path of fireflies and a single bird at dawn singing in between here and gone?