Curbside - Damien Jurado

I would come out just see you

Dancing freely by the sunset

Like the sun you’d shine brightly

We’d spend hours by the curbside

Telling stories under streetlights

How your words would amaze me

Now those days are gone

Slowly they slipped away

Now those days are gone

Slowly

I still go out by the old house

Where I met you our first summer

Where are you now, you’re with another

I am sitting by the curbside

Where we’d hang out under streetlights

How those times still are with me

Now those days are gone

Slowly they slip away

Now those days are gone

Slowly

Now those days are gone

Slowly they slip away

Now those days are gone

Slowly