Jericho Road
Damien Jurado
I was made from a rainbow, so I am told
By the wolves in the radio here on Jericho Road.
With one hand on my shoulder, and the other on my gold,
Document my resurrection here on Jericho Road.
We are secrets, oh.
Spent time in my tower looking out to the sea
With Jericho beside me and the song that he keeps
I have nothing to give you that you already own,
Sowing time in the sorrow here on Jericho Road.
We are secrets told.
Tell the wolves at the stop sign I've already gone home
Wiping blood from my windshield here on Jericho Road.
With one hand on my shoulder, My ghost I am told,
Found another fool to follow here on Jericho Road.
We are secret souls.