Dry Lightning - Bruce Springsteen

I threw my robe on in the morning

Watched the ring on the stove turn red

Stared hypnotized into a cup of coffee

Pulled on my boots and made the bed

Screen door hangin' off its hinges

Kept bangin' me awake all night

As I look out the window

The only thing in sight

Is dry lightning on the horizon line

Just dry lightning and you on my mind.

I chased the heat of her blood

Like it was the holy grail

Descend beautiful spirit

Into the evening pale

Her appaloosa’s kickin'

Kickin' in the corral smelling rain

There’s a low thunder rolling

'Cross the mesquite plain

But there’s just dry lightning on the horizon line

It’s just dry lightning and you on my mind

I’d drive down to Alvarado Street

Where she’d dance to make ends meet

I’d spend the night over my gin

As she’d talk to her men

The piss yellow sun

Comes bringin' up the day

She said «Ain't nobody can give nobody

What they really need anyway.»

Well you get so sick of the fightin'

You lose your fear of the end

But I can’t lose your memory

And the sweet smell of your skin

And it’s just dry lightning on the horizon line

Just dry lightning and you on my mind