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
Åh, min Heck, ja, ute stampede, jeg mener det er en tradition for sikker, um.
Et år ønsker vi - det regnede, alle, som stempler og denne hest kommer ud,
Og alle, du ved, sagde, at det skulle være det bedste, og det faldt i mudderet og,
Jeg mener, du skal se sit ben bare helt snappet. Det hængte bare der.
Og pigen, du ved, lagt dow-det var den sørgeligste ting, jeg mener, jeg tror, det meste af mængden græd.
Hun satte op og lagt over sin hest og græd bare og krammede sin hest og,
fordi hun vidste, at du ved, det var hendes sidste øjeblikke med den hest
[Vers 1: Brandon Flowers]
Små bypige, Coca Cola Grin, Honeysuckle Skin
Født under det klare tegn på en jordbærmåne
Små bypige viser sig for sine venner, vanvittige om bøjningerne
Jeg var der, da hun først satte børn væk
[Chorus: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
Vi havde forår i vores hæle
Uvældet kræfter, hovedfirm i det ukendte
Som runaway heste i feber til slutningen
Og hvert trin er en sølvbøn i ansigtet af en hård vind
[Vers 2: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
Du handlede skole for bryllupper ringe og leje
Invitationer sendt af dig og ham ved en stald ud på kanten af byen
Lille bypige, du sætter dine drømme på is, tænker aldrig to gange
Nogle vil du helt sikkert glemme, og nogle, som du aldrig vil
[Chorus: Brandon Flowers & Phoebe Bridgers]
Der var et løfte i vores skridt
Men vi skiftede kurser, headfirst i det ukendte
Som runaway heste i feber til slutningen
Og hvert trin er en sølvbøn i ansigtet af en hård vind
Ligesom runaway heste er det en lang vej tilbage hjem igen
Når hvert trin er en sølvbøn i ansigtet af en hård vind