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  1. We Are Heard

From the recording Boulder Baby Boomer

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We Are Heard
by Marilyn Walker Music

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I had a dream I went to heaven
And when I reached the pearly gates
I saw John Prine having a smoke
He said, hold up there, just wait
Are you sure your life's been good enough
To dwell within this place?
Are you sure you have done all you could
To live a life of grace?

Well, I stood there scratching my head
Trying to think it out
I felt I had been fair and just
Though I had not been devout
I tried to care for my fellow beings
And keep our planet healthy
I tried to live a life of love
John said, we'll see

Then he broke out into song
Montgomery Angels sang along

We are heard
We are heard
We are heard
Up here
Every thought is a prayer
We are heard everywhere
We are heard up here

John said, let me show you around
I'll give you a tour
See what you think, 'cause you wanna be sure
To choose the right place to spend eternity
This is no time for uncertainty
Over there, flag decal trucks drive circles in the dirt
Each trying to outdo the other
It's the heavenly place to be a jerk
Up ahead, the pious types pass judgment from above
Drunks live next door to God, cause he knows they need love

We are heard
We are heard
We are heard
Up here
Every thought is a prayer
We are heard everywhere
We are heard up here

Well, John saved the best for last, it was my favorite
Kitchen tables and chicken pies, everyone appreciated
Music and open mics, even banjos stayed in tune
Peace, love and happiness, an everlasting commune

I said, John, what are you doing way up there in the smoking section
I thought you'd wanna be right here making music and connection
He replied, I'll get there by the by, I'm right where I belong
I gotta finish this cigarette first, and it's nine miles long

We are heard
We are heard
We are heard
Up here
Every thought is a prayer
We are heard everywhere
We are heard up here

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