Lyrics To the Lightning - Wussy

To the Lightning

Enemies at eight in the morning
Hands on our hearts
Dynamite behind our eyelids
This is where the ruin starts
To the lightning, we pray
Thunderstorms, Indian summers
Late afternoon
Cats and dogs against the window
Disappearing way too soon
To the lightning, we pray
Enemies at eight in the morning
Hands on our hearts
Dynamite behind our eyelids
This is where the ruin starts
To the lightning, we pray
Bide your time
And when the time arises
Rise and shine and let me go