Dispatch — Lightning lyrics

Lyrics

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
Elevator’s got you rising so high
17 floors you want so much more
Elevator’s got you rising so high
17 floors you want so much more
There’s lightning on the ceiling
Coming from the corner of her eye
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 songs empty digression
Won’t be long to you and me are gone from here
Lightning on the ceiling
Coming from the corner of her eye