Donald Sutherland Lyrics - Ass Ponys

When the moment finally comes 

I could be the trigger 

You could be the gun 

That blows out the back 

Of my skull 

When a better day arrives 

I could be the winner 

You could be the prize 

That I can't pretend to have won 

Twilight is falling 

The locusts are calling your name 

When the devil's on the prowl 

I can be the mortar 

You can be the trowel 

We could patch up 

The cracks in our hearts