| Song | Lightning |
| Artist | Philip Glass |
| Album | Songs from Liquid Days |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| LIGHTNING | |
| Lightning struck a while ago | |
| And it’s blazing much too fast | |
| But give it rain of waiting time | |
| And it will surely pass | |
| Blow over | |
| And it’s happening so quickly | |
| As I feel the flaming time | |
| And I grope about the embers | |
| To relieve my stormy mind | |
| Blow over | |
| Shaken this has left me | |
| And laughing and undone | |
| With a blinding bolt of sleeplessness | |
| That’s just begun | |
| And a windy crazy running | |
| Through the nights and through the days | |
| And a crackling | |
| Of the time burned away | |
| Burned away | |
| Now I feel it in my blood | |
| All hot and sharp and white | |
| With a whipcrack and a thunder | |
| And a flash of flooding light | |
| But there’ll be a thick and smoky | |
| Silence in the air | |
| When the fire finally dies | |
| And I’m wondering who’ll be left there | |
| In the ashes of time | |
| Burned away | |
| Burned away |
| LIGHTNING | |
| Lightning struck a while ago | |
| And it' s blazing much too fast | |
| But give it rain of waiting time | |
| And it will surely pass | |
| Blow over | |
| And it' s happening so quickly | |
| As I feel the flaming time | |
| And I grope about the embers | |
| To relieve my stormy mind | |
| Blow over | |
| Shaken this has left me | |
| And laughing and undone | |
| With a blinding bolt of sleeplessness | |
| That' s just begun | |
| And a windy crazy running | |
| Through the nights and through the days | |
| And a crackling | |
| Of the time burned away | |
| Burned away | |
| Now I feel it in my blood | |
| All hot and sharp and white | |
| With a whipcrack and a thunder | |
| And a flash of flooding light | |
| But there' ll be a thick and smoky | |
| Silence in the air | |
| When the fire finally dies | |
| And I' m wondering who' ll be left there | |
| In the ashes of time | |
| Burned away | |
| Burned away |
| LIGHTNING | |
| Lightning struck a while ago | |
| And it' s blazing much too fast | |
| But give it rain of waiting time | |
| And it will surely pass | |
| Blow over | |
| And it' s happening so quickly | |
| As I feel the flaming time | |
| And I grope about the embers | |
| To relieve my stormy mind | |
| Blow over | |
| Shaken this has left me | |
| And laughing and undone | |
| With a blinding bolt of sleeplessness | |
| That' s just begun | |
| And a windy crazy running | |
| Through the nights and through the days | |
| And a crackling | |
| Of the time burned away | |
| Burned away | |
| Now I feel it in my blood | |
| All hot and sharp and white | |
| With a whipcrack and a thunder | |
| And a flash of flooding light | |
| But there' ll be a thick and smoky | |
| Silence in the air | |
| When the fire finally dies | |
| And I' m wondering who' ll be left there | |
| In the ashes of time | |
| Burned away | |
| Burned away |