Me and my boy Sam
in the tall
tall grass
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 morning
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