Tulsa Imperative (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 5)

Your mama's failed wheat field

Was a good place to lie down together

Three weeks deep into the guts of summer

We sweat like hogs and I felt light as a feather

I saw a disc-like object

Reflected in your eyes

And the noise grew louder

As we looked up to the skies

And the sleek silver body

Headlights along the side

And the sleek silver body

Headlights all underneath

I remember the warm air

Blowing in our faces

I remember the heat

Running through me

There was no one worth telling

There was nothing we could do

And I was real quiet

As I lifted the keys from the kitchen table

I was looking right at you

And your hand brushed against mine

And it touched me inside

As all along the night sky

I watched our futures collide

And the car's new headlights

Cut through the darkness

As the oil dripped silently

To the pavement underneath

I remember the warm air

Burning our faces

I remember the heat

Running through me