Lightning (Live)

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

Square washington

Squarewell 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 to 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

Squarewell our vision was stinging

And our eyes were blurring yeah