Michael Martin Murphey
Lightning
The wind is on the rise
So take me to the highest hill
The storm is coming fast
The night is overcast and warm
She'll take me flying
On the wings of singing lightning
Time's torn like the clouds
The Thunder-Beings rip the shroud
The lightning always comes
To strike me when I'm feeling numb
And there is nothing like lightning
When she strikes you right
The sky dance will begin
When your fate is blown apart
When you open up
Every channel to your heart
She'll take you flying
On the wings of singing lightning
You must loose your hold
To gain control a thousand fold
Lightning makes your midnight bright
The thunderbolt will give you sight
And you will see beyond
The lightning and the flash of light