Bruce Springsteen - Dry Lightning
I threw my robe on in the morningWatched the ring on the stove turn to redStared hypnotized into a cup of coffeePulled on my boots and made the bedScreen door hangin' off its hingesKept bangin' me awake all nightAs I look out the windowThe only thing in sightIs dry lightning on the horizon lineJust dry lightning and you on my mindI chased the heat of her bloodLike it was the holy grailDescend beautiful spiritInto the evening paleHer appaloosa'sKickin' in the corral smelling rainThere's a low thunder rolling'Cross the mesquite plainBut there's just dry lightning on the horizon lineIt's just dry lightning and you on my mindI'd drive down to Alvarado streetWhere she danced to make ends meetI'd spend the night over my ginAs she'd talk to her menWell the piss yellow sunComes bringin' up the dayShe said "ain't nobody gonna give nobodyWhat they really need anyway"Well you get so sick of the fightin'You lose your fear of the endBut you can't lose your memoryAnd the sweet smell of your skinAnd it's just dry lightning on the horizon line
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