Lightening
Strikes
n
Lyric Bernie Gilbert & Brook Schoenfield
n
Music Brook Schoenfield © 2003
The
lightning strikes
The
tall trees shiver
My
attention spikes
Ice
pack feeds the river
And
the ice floats
The
energy pulses
In
my lover's throat
The
lightning strikes
A
motor chugs
Two
owls hoot
The
fat moon tugs
At
a shimm'ring parachute
Hung
in the sky
The
energy coils
In
my lover's thighs
The
lightning strikes
When
fingers mold, when clay is shaped
When
spirits play in minor thirds
When
terror stirs the human ape
When
ecstasy spills out in words
When skin
meets skin inside the dark
When
drunks and prophets rage
What
power strikes those sparks?
Who's
rattling the cage?
Another
life begins
A
meeting of the minds
The
smoky planet spins
The
ceaseless ocean grinds
Boulders
to sand
The
energy shakes me awake
Within
my lover's hands
The
lightning strikes