Can I paint you a picture
Filled with orange and blues
Filled with buildings
Monuments and statues
Sunrises and sunsets
How they blow through
Those reds and yellows
Things we saw but never knew
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
Can I show the streets
The corners and avenues
Those alleys in between
Filled with yesterday's news
The headlines and murders
The good was few
Those wars and storms
Things we saw but never knew
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
Can I show you the places
The drugstore lot with drugstore faces
Things we saw but never knew
No, no, we're just passing through
No, no, we're just passing through
Just passing through
The Widowers - Passing Through Lyrics
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Can I paint you a picture
Filled with orange and blues
Filled with buildings
Monuments and statues
Sunrises and sunsets
How they blow through
Those reds and yellows
Things we saw but never knew
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
Can I show the streets
The corners and avenues
Those alleys in between
Filled with yesterday's news
The headlines and murders
The good was few
Those wars and storms
Things we saw but never knew
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
Can I show you the places
The drugstore lot with drugstore faces
Things we saw but never knew
No, no, we're just passing through
No, no, we're just passing through
Just passing through
Filled with orange and blues
Filled with buildings
Monuments and statues
Sunrises and sunsets
How they blow through
Those reds and yellows
Things we saw but never knew
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
Can I show the streets
The corners and avenues
Those alleys in between
Filled with yesterday's news
The headlines and murders
The good was few
Those wars and storms
Things we saw but never knew
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
We might have never known them
Maybe we never will
Can I show you the places
The drugstore lot with drugstore faces
Things we saw but never knew
No, no, we're just passing through
No, no, we're just passing through
Just passing through
Writer: Matthew Sigur
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid