Raglans - White Lightning

All I do is wait for you
Because the blood curls to say goodbye
Underneath my skin, where you crawl
To places I can never find

I began to mourn
By a factory wall as the sun came calling
We weren't supposed to fall

But oh
That girl was lost
To the white lightning

Every night I think, of all
These things that I never asked for
That dress you cannot bear, to wear
The lay of your land defeats me

I recall the night
In a smokey room, you said 'the music moves you'
We weren't supposed to fall