Dispath Lightning Lyrics

Lightning Lyrics

we hear the dealers with their words

 that ride the tails

 of their cigarette smoke

 sliding through the tunnels of our ears

 

 those greasy marionettes of

 real bone and blood

 stand on the corner of washington square

 

 vision stinging

 eyes blurring

 

 elevators got your rising so high

 17 floors you want so much more

 elevators got you rising so high

 17 floors you want so much more

 

 there's lightning on the ceiling

 coming from the corner of her eye...

 

 somewhere horses flee from thunder

 somewhere the bones of a cat

 are buried under a garden

 well ther's a radio on

 broken songs empty digression

 won't be ling to you and me are gone from here

 

 lightning on the ceiling

 coming from the corner of her eye