Sunday Lessons

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Passing Through By Catie Curtis   We are passing this world on to our kidsFrom the day when they climb from their cribsWe'll try and teach them well, show them that they're lovedBut in the end all we can do is hope our best was good enoughThey'll witness how this life can be so beautiful and cruelWe can't shelter them forever but if we show them all the toolsThey might leave this world in a little better shape than me and youWe are only passing through Passing through, passing throughWe are only passing throughPassing through, passing throughWe are only passing through We are watching this world from our living roomsNear forty years since we walked on the moonThis big blue ball is shrinking and I don't know if that's goodBut for better or for worse now this whole world's our neighborhoodAnd there's no place left to run to, to stay above the frayWe better learn to get along not just to get our wayNot only for each other but our children's children tooWe are only passing through Passing through, passing throughWe are only passing throughPassing through, passing throughWe are only passing through And I wonder sometimes what will I pass onHow much can one voice do with just a songSometimes injustice and indifference are all that I seeBut I refuse to let my hope become the latest casualtySo I'll sing of love and truth and try to practice what I preachIf I can't change the world, I'll change the world within my reachWhat better place to start than here and now with me and youWe are only passing through Passing through, passing throughWe are only passing throughPassing through, passing throughWe are only passing throughWe are only passing through