Anybody's Heaven from Horses Swimming by Kris Delmhorst

ANYBODY’S HEAVEN

There’s things you know, things you wonder
Things you try hard to believe
There’s spells that you can fall right under
Kisses that can set you free
Now Daddy’s mad, he’s not talking
Looks like I made Mama cry
They see me now, they think I’Äôve fallen
From my road up to the sky

Won’t you tell St. Peter he can close those pearly gates
Tell the angels I’m not coming in
Cause I won’t go to anybody’s heaven
Til I can see you one more time again

I guess it’s just the way they tell it
Streets of silver, roads of gold
No one dies and no one suffers
No one’s sick and no one’s old
I got close and heard those bells there ringing
Close and heard the trumpets play
Then I heard you in the backseat singing
And I’ve never heard that song that way

So I traveled back from that place
To hear your voice, see your face

Now, 35 cents in a tollman’s hand
1000 miles of golden fields
Will carry me to where you stand
You’re so rocky baby, you’re so real
Sun’s going down on a valley full of cotton
Victoria singing about a little bit of love
Guess I used to know but now I’ve forgotten
What I was supposed to be so afraid of

Won’t you tell St. Peter he can close those pearly gates
Tell the angels I’m not coming in
Cause I won’t go to anybody’s heaven
Til I can see you one more time again and again

• Folk
• americana
• indie folk
• songwriter
• Massachusetts