Lightning   





Its crazy but often clear often clear.. 

We shimmer and disappear 

In color in black and white black and white.. 

We slowly fade out of site 

but these days were lit by lightning thin lines of light 

Its crazy but somehow clear somehow clear 

we ride in silence out of fear 

We've spoken seem come alive come alive 

we prefer the silence of the blind 

But these days were lit by lightning 

thin lines of light 

these days 

were lit by lines 

of sharp 

white 

shock 

white 

ice 

hard 

cold 

white 

light 

were crazy but often kind often kind 

we rage in violence blind 

Together and then alone then alone 

we race in small circles home 

but these days 

were lit by lightning 

Thin lines of light 

These days 

were lit by lines of sharp 

white 

light 

these days 

Were lit by lightning 

Thin lines of light..... These days.. were lit by light