Old familiar lightning bolt
Splintering a clear blue sky
Strike me down on a bench
In Dallas, Texas

Old familiar lightning bolt
Twelve hours to the taste
I feel it start in my head and my heart
Strike me down in Tennessee

Push the cart through a crowded hall
Ten thousand ways to die
And since I've been born
They've added five more

Doing the things I have to do
It's like living with black silk
Draping all over you

I will see you in a week
I will see you on the beach
Sun and sand in your dyed black hair
You don't seem to care
It's been so long