I saw her in lightning,
She stood in the rain.
Soaked and wet she was fighting,
Got off her knees once again.
She`s dragging me down,
But I wanna keep her warm.
Still is my coat enough shelter from the storm.
I saw her in thunder,
Beautiful electric and pale.
And I saw her go under,
Where souls are always for sale.
She`s dragging me down,
But I wanna keep her warm.
Still is my coat enough shelter from the storm.
She`s getting down to get higher,
Persistent she walks with bare feet.
She walks through brimstone and fire.
Think I`ll go where the crossroad,
Head for dead end street.
