Lightning from MOONRISE by Jeannie Novak

All I can say is that there’s no sun
No star that doesn’t burn or bring planets life
In this book, the pages fly so high
That I can barely touch them or see them dying

Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will
Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will
I feel like a wind with no purpose
A cocked gun waiting, aiming

Why is it that the brightest mind
Can’t see the inside of a heart
Why so much pain, blood on the grass
Why does the need run silently away each day

Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will
Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will
I feel like a wind with no purpose
A cocked gun waiting, aiming

The beauty within hides itself in tears
The craziness, perhaps the daughter of promise
Why the rain that never ends
Why the stark downhill, the lust for drama

Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will
Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will
I feel like a wind with no purpose
A cocked gun waiting, aiming

Ours is this mystery curse or treasure
In our eyes lies the answer
We should start with a quest, fully equipped
Prepared to the teeth to hunt for dreams
Our lives should be enough to pay for it

Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will
Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will, I will
Maybe when the lightning strikes, I will, I will

• Acoustic
• indie
• keyboard
• lightning
• live
• moonrise
• piano
• singer
• songwriter
• soundtrack
• vocal
• voice
• Santa Monica