Holy Days - Sean McConnell

Your mama worked nights in the Texaco light

Your daddy was a rolling stone

I was in a band that was catching some fire

And I said that you could come along

We were too big for that little old city

So we took it far as it could go

Yeah, we spent the whole summer

Just chasing that sun all the way down to Mexico

Underneath the moon with the radio playing

Tangled in blue, I remember you saying

«Baby don’t move, just let me look at you»

Just like this now

You held up your hands in the shape of a camera

Took a snapshot so you’d always remember

The world we knew, before it faded away

Into those holy days

Well every now and then

I take a hit of that wind

When it smells like a summer rain

Yeah, and when I shoot tequila with a salty hand

It brings me right back again

Yeah, and I wonder where you are

Probably in some shiny car

Cutting lanes down the 101

You never could say goodbye or color in the lines

Yeah, baby, you were raised to run

Underneath the moon with the radio playing

Tangled in blue, I remember you saying

«Baby don’t move, just let me look at you»

Just like this now

You held up your hands in the shape of a camera

Took a snapshot so you’d always remember

The world we knew, before it faded away

Into those holy days

Underneath the moon with the radio playing

Tangled in blue, I remember you saying

«Baby don’t move, just let me look at you»

Just like this now

You held up your hands in the shape of a camera

Took a snapshot so you’d always remember

The world we knew, before it faded away

Into those holy days, holy days