LYRICS
The bees to feed the seeds
To trees, they'll grow
Belching out the words
Until you're hollow
We're praying on muddy knees
And we're desperate to believe
Someone, somewhere's
Watching from the sidelines
And you were my private lightning
Shocking to the touch
You were my private lightning
We're long out of luck
There's nothing wrong
With the way I do my thing
Speaking in tongues like
Who's this, who's that?
Well listen up, baby
To the violence in your soul
It's coming to you
Through your stereo
The riders drive a course
Between the legion
Wide eyed and gallant
All you seem to have
To do is feed them
I wouldn't expect
You to understand
You're on the dark half
Of that ampersand
And you've got no time f
Or differing opinion
And you were my private lightning
Shocking to the touch
You were my private lightning
We're long out of luck
Three days and four months later
Gunned down by the elevator
In a casket, until the day
Balance on my back and I
Push away
But that's when we came alive