| Song | Lightning Stalker |
| Artist | Dozer |
| Album | Call it Conspiracy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Your hands are free, | |
| so tiredly they try to grab this neck of mine. | |
| And you sail across the earth, | |
| you've always known… | |
| And after all, | |
| the time comes crawling, turns you all into the dust, | |
| that is found in all your arms | |
| it's never grown… | |
| And in fair amounts you come, | |
| for what it's worth… | |
| The search goes on, | |
| the lightning stalker strolls the earth then takes a bow. | |
| But he never settles down, | |
| Won't wait, won't go… | |
| And through the cries, | |
| The butterfly is waiting for that last goodbye. | |
| And before it all is through, | |
| it all is done… | |
| Well another one's let down, | |
| you should've known… | |
| And although you couldn't cope, | |
| it all is solved… | |
| And you speak the only word, | |
| you've ever known… | |
| you've ever known… | |
| you've ever known – you‘ve ever known… | |
| you've ever known – you‘ve ever known… |
| Your hands are free, | |
| so tiredly they try to grab this neck of mine. | |
| And you sail across the earth, | |
| you' ve always known | |
| And after all, | |
| the time comes crawling, turns you all into the dust, | |
| that is found in all your arms | |
| it' s never grown | |
| And in fair amounts you come, | |
| for what it' s worth | |
| The search goes on, | |
| the lightning stalker strolls the earth then takes a bow. | |
| But he never settles down, | |
| Won' t wait, won' t go | |
| And through the cries, | |
| The butterfly is waiting for that last goodbye. | |
| And before it all is through, | |
| it all is done | |
| Well another one' s let down, | |
| you should' ve known | |
| And although you couldn' t cope, | |
| it all is solved | |
| And you speak the only word, | |
| you' ve ever known | |
| you' ve ever known | |
| you' ve ever known you' ve ever known | |
| you' ve ever known you' ve ever known |
| Your hands are free, | |
| so tiredly they try to grab this neck of mine. | |
| And you sail across the earth, | |
| you' ve always known | |
| And after all, | |
| the time comes crawling, turns you all into the dust, | |
| that is found in all your arms | |
| it' s never grown | |
| And in fair amounts you come, | |
| for what it' s worth | |
| The search goes on, | |
| the lightning stalker strolls the earth then takes a bow. | |
| But he never settles down, | |
| Won' t wait, won' t go | |
| And through the cries, | |
| The butterfly is waiting for that last goodbye. | |
| And before it all is through, | |
| it all is done | |
| Well another one' s let down, | |
| you should' ve known | |
| And although you couldn' t cope, | |
| it all is solved | |
| And you speak the only word, | |
| you' ve ever known | |
| you' ve ever known | |
| you' ve ever known you' ve ever known | |
| you' ve ever known you' ve ever known |