Off to sea
The other side of me
Punching waves black and white
With all of my might

The new newness
Feels so far away
The classrooms and the dull gray skies
The sleepy bore of the old school days and
Time that never flies

She's from the city
Beyond the typical lights
Not the half-go color
Not a model employee
Not lightning hitting the tower

Sometimes she just wants to put her head right through a brick wall
To let you know where she's coming from
To let you know she's heading for a fall

She's from the city
Beyond the typical lights
Not the half-go color

Not a model employee or
Lightning speaking from the fire or
Lightning sparking from the tower or
Lightning speaking like the devil

52 More Weeks of Winter

Not Lightning Speaking Like The Devil

Kilgore Trout of the songwriting underworld uploads 365 lo-fi rock songs from a bunker in the burbs.

Not Lightning Speaking Like The Devil

Sean Woosley