Live From Jimmy Kimmel Live! / 2021 | Oh, my heck, so, yeah, the Ute Stampede, I mean that's a tradition for sure, um.
One year we wish— it was raining, all, like stampedes and this horse come out,
and everyone, you know, said it was supposed to be the best, and it fell in the mud, and,
I mean, you should see its leg just totally snapped. It was just hanging there.
Live From Jimmy Kimmel Live! / 2021 | Oh, my heck, so, yeah, the Ute Stampede, I mean that's a tradition for sure, um.
One year we wish— it was raining, all, like stampedes and this horse come out,
and everyone, you know, said it was supposed to be the best, and it fell in the mud, and,
I mean, you should see its leg just totally snapped. It was just hanging there.
And the girl, you know, laid dow— it was the saddest thing, I mean, I think, most of the crowd was crying.
She set up and laid over her horse and just cried and hugged her horse and,
cause she knew that, you know, that was her last moments with that horse
[Verse 1: Brandon Flowers]
Small town girl, Coca Cola grin, honeysuckle skin
Born beneath the ready sign of a strawberry moon
Small town girl shows up for her friends, crazy about The Bends
I was there when she first put away childish things
[Chorus: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
We had spring in our heels
Unwavering forces, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever till the end
And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
[Verse 2: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
You traded school for weddings rings and rent
Invitations sent of you and him by a barn out on the edge of town
Small town girl, you put your dreams on ice, never thinking twice
Some you'll surely forget and some that you never will
[Chorus: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
There was a promise in our stride
But we changed courses, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever till the end
And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
Like runaway horses, it's a long way back home again
When every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
Oh, ang aking ano, kaya, oo, ang ute stampede, ibig sabihin ko iyan ay isang tradisyon para sigurado, um.
Isang taon nais namin-ito ay umulan, lahat, tulad ng mga stampedes at ang kabayo na ito ay lumabas,
At lahat, alam mo, sinabi ito ay dapat na ang pinakamahusay, at ito ay nahulog sa putik, at,
Ibig kong sabihin, dapat mong makita ang binti lamang nito ganap na snapped. Ito ay nakabitin lamang doon.
At ang babae, alam mo, inilagay ang dow-ito ang pinakamalungkot na bagay, ibig kong sabihin, sa palagay ko, karamihan sa karamihan ay umiiyak.
Nagtayo siya at inilagay sa kanyang kabayo at sumigaw lamang at hugged ang kanyang kabayo at,
Dahil alam niya iyon, alam mo, iyon ang kanyang mga huling sandali na may kabayo na iyon
[Verse 1: Brandon Flowers]
Maliit na bayan batang babae, coca cola grin, honeysuckle balat
Ipinanganak sa ilalim ng handa na tanda ng isang presa na buwan
Ipinapakita ng maliit na bayan ng babae para sa kanyang mga kaibigan, mabaliw sa mga bends
Naroon ako nang una niyang alisin ang mga bagay na bata
[Chorus: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
Nagkaroon kami ng tagsibol sa aming mga takong
Mapagwawalang pwersa, headfirst sa hindi kilala
Tulad ng mga runaway horse sa isang lagnat hanggang sa katapusan
At ang bawat hakbang ay isang pilak na panalangin sa harap ng isang matigas na hangin
[Verse 2: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
Nag-trade ka ng paaralan para sa mga weddings rings at upa
Mga imbitasyon na ipinadala sa iyo at sa kanya sa pamamagitan ng isang kamalig sa gilid ng bayan
Maliit na batang babae ng bayan, inilagay mo ang iyong mga pangarap sa yelo, hindi kailanman nag-iisip nang dalawang beses
Ang ilan ay tiyak na malilimutan at ang ilan ay hindi mo kailanman gagawin
[Chorus: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
May isang pangako sa aming hakbang
Ngunit nagbago kami ng mga kurso, headfirst sa hindi kilala
Tulad ng mga runaway horse sa isang lagnat hanggang sa katapusan
At ang bawat hakbang ay isang pilak na panalangin sa harap ng isang matigas na hangin
Tulad ng mga kabayo, ito ay isang mahabang paraan pabalik sa bahay muli
Kapag ang bawat hakbang ay isang panalangin sa pilak sa harap ng isang matigas na hangin