制作
出演艺人
Braid
表演者
Bob Nanna
声乐
Robert Nanna
声乐
作曲和作词
Bob Nanna
词曲作者
Chris Broach
词曲作者
Damon Atkinson
词曲作者
Todd Lee Bell
词曲作者
歌词
A dozen roses in the car
And I don't know where you are
Maybe I don't know what I'm doing
You're moving like a movie
You still move me among the other ones
And twos and threes and twenty-threes
Got to keep my conscience clean
But that hurricane what's-her-name
Mentality was not for me and it never could be
'Cause it surely brings bitter things and misery
And I say
Heaven hits me hard in with the new
Heaven hits me hardly in with the news
Whatever gets me started in with the noose
Have you ever had a heaven here and was it clear?
'Cause I just wrote a letter
A confession down the ladder
That things could be so much better
Through follow the leader
I met her and then another end
And usually a grudge, but I loved so much
The way we touched and psuedo-kissed
Oh, I already miss you singing like this over the phone
Every now and every then I tend to pretend I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I'm not so alone
Static made old radio
Static made old radio
Static made old radio
Now I know, static made old radio
Now I know, static made old radio
Heaven hits me hard in with the new
Heaven hits me hardly in with the news
Whatever gets me started in with the noose
Have you ever had a heaven here and was it clearly better?
Written by: Braid, Christopher R. Broach, Damon Keith Atkinson, Robert Thomas Nanna, Todd Lee Bell

