"Same Blood" by Owen Riegling follows a late-night phone call between two brothers whose lives have split in opposite directions, one writing songs and scraping by, the other selling bonds and running laps. The call admits how rarely affection gets spoken, then reaches back to a shared childhood of water gun fights in the September sun. The green trucker hat becomes a small emblem of the caller's unsteady path, worn without shame because the bond underneath it holds. Time, distance, and mismatched fortunes can wedge between them, but the blood tie stays unchanged.
Same Blood Lyrics by Owen Riegling
You got the brains, I got the car
Two limbs from the same tree growing apart
I rhyme stupid words, call ’em all songs
You sell securities, high-yield bonds
Just thought I would call ’cause I miss you tonight
Don’t say it enough, so this is me trying
Ain’t kids no more
We’re grownups from the TV shows
Out searching for
Something we can’t afford
Might lose my head in my green trucker hat
But I’m still your brother, I still got your back
Time and space and come what may can come between us
But nothing’s ever gonna change, we’re still the same blood
I’m running off fumes, you’re running laps
How’s the weather back home? Is there green in the grass
In the yard where we fought with those water guns?
Soaked to the bone in the September sun
Ain’t kids no more
We’re grownups from the TV shows
Out searching for
Something we can’t afford
Might lose my head in my green trucker hat
But I’m still your brother, I still got your back
Time and space and come what may can come between us
But nothing’s ever gonna change, we’re still the same blood
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ain’t kids no more
We’re grownups from the TV shows
Out searching for
Something we can’t afford
Might lose my head in my green trucker hat
But I’m still your brother, I still got your back
Time and space and come what may can come between us
But nothing’s ever gonna change, we’re still the same blood
