Lightning

(Michael Martin Murphey)

The wind is on the rise

So take me to the highest hill.

The storm is coming fast.

The night is overcast and warm.

She'll take me flying

On the wings of singing lightning.

Time's torn like the clouds.

The Thunder-Beings rip the shroud.

The lightning always comes

To strike me when I'm feeling numb.

And there is nothing like lightning

When she strikes you right.

The sky dance will begin

When your fate is blown apart.

When you open up

Every channel to your heart

She'll take you flying

On the wings of singing lightning.

You must loose your hold

To gain control a thousand fold.

Lightning makes your midnight bright.

The thunderbolt will give you sight.

And you will see beyond

The lightning and the flash of light.

 

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