Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lightning, artist - Dispatch. Album song Who Are We Living for?, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 09.10.2000
Record label: Bomber
Song language: English
Lightning |
| 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 |
| Washington Square |
| Well our vision was stinging |
| And our eyes were blurring |
| Elevator’s got you rising so high |
| Seventeen floors, you want so much more |
| Elevator’s got you rising so high |
| Seventeen floors, you want so much more |
| And there’s lightning on the ceiling |
| Coming from the corner of her eye |
| And 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, yeah |
| Well there’s a radio on, broken song |
| Empty digression, it won’t be long |
| Won’t be long 'til you and me are gone from here |
| And there’s lightning on the ceiling |
| Coming from the corner of her eye |
| And there’s lightning on the ceiling |
| Coming from the corner of her eye |
| We hear the dealers with the 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, Washington |
| Washington Square |
| Well our vision was stinging |
| And our eyes were blurring, yeah |