I want to be a fantasy to you
And I think that is what's going on here
Every time you come around
Lightning comes up from the ground
There's no use to describe the sorrows that time
I knew, even then, was always meant to be the past
It was I who walked it back and dragged it into the future
I who drove the road
And screamed the night sky, hmm
That look is the most vivid image I have of you
The voices in my blood alive with longing
I tell you now what, for so long I did not say
That if I have no right to want you
I want you anyway
I want you anyway
Death to the old ways
But who am I without them?
I will sing to God to call her down
Lightning floods up from the ground
From, from the ground
