Sweet Heat Lightning
Gregory Alan Isakov
4:47Smoke, it flies from whiskey mouths Vagabonds walk this suitcase town Summer left us beckoning The cottonwoods were all worn out Night comes fixin' on the day And the universe reigned again While the wheels roll to find a flickering light While you were sleepin', I was turnin' the dials And I walled up your kingdom with radio wires And the bells of the choir came in low and rumbling Oh, you should've heard them Livin' here in this city on fire Well, I've been fine Yeah, just dancing drunk above the street Me, the ghost of Caroline And that was me, ya know, callin' up above From the steeples in the churchyard Watch the wheels roll to find another place home Oh, while you were sleepin', you bet that I might Walk this empty Northern Hemisphere wide And the kingdom, it came, well, it all fell down It all fell to dust Watch it all flying 'round us Watch it all flyin' around us Oh, while you were sleepin', I was the turnin' the dials And I walk this empty Northern Hemisphere wide