Lyrics Sam and Davy - Damien Jurado

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
And on 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