sam and davy

damien jurado

me and my boy sam in the tall tall grass

and on our backs in the heat of the sun

on a warm october where the clouds were never

good for rain

only changing shape

does your blood run cold

or your eyes go white

on a borrowed soul

on a borrowed time

me and my girl davy on a sunday morn

taking our time in a used car lot

destination where the sun is

nothing is sure but the time we've got

does your blood run cold

or your eyes go white

on a borrowed soul

on a borrowed time