sky colored heavy gray August Day Stir the dust and carve a rhyme Barefoot blues watch and wait till suppertime Will a smile break through Distant thunder and the slow dance Static lightning
: A wild ride, over stony ground Such a lust for life, the circus comes to town We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid Just like a river runs
, Elliott, Lange, Savage) A wild ride, over stony ground Such a lust for life, the circus comes to town We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid
s filled with lightning Got a future filled with rain Bug buzzing in an empty glass Fiddle scratching some lazy tune We're just some place that history passed New dust
: The warming sun, the cooling rain, The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze, The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you Yet only eagles
See the ice in which we craft our souls all frozen cries the dark benight your kind The last sunset flame dust of ice drifts the earth lightning plays
of ice rises above a dead and frozen ground The ravens returns to the hills And the Millenium black bells of eternal frost Chaim through the Northern lightning
blowing every time you move your teeth, You're an idiot, babe. It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe. I ran into the fortune-teller, who said beware of lightning
love me I'm chillin Bless the world if it's possible, I cry on my knees Praise the Lord, God almighty the creator of all lightning Ass booty and cattle
Spirit c'mon Changin the righteous, lightning quick yan Yeah, in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, heh Changin the righteous lightning
don't make And the dust has settled into nothingness And I yearn for yesterday Just look around, I'm still the same I drive around like everything's ok And I feel the lightning
must hide Tell me where the hell I'm going let my bones fall in the dust Can't you hear that ghost that's calling as my colt begins to rust in the dust
and I must hide Tell me where the hell I'm going let my bones fall in the dust Can't you hear that ghost that's calling as my colt begins to rust in the dust
: I was visited by The Power and The Glory I was visited by a majestic hymn Great bolts of lightning lightning up the sky Electricity flowing through