From the recording Wood&Wires
The inspiration for this song involves a failing marriage, a long road trip and an encounter with a ghost. It's a song about a long-treasured photograph.
Eddy Roswell: guitar, vocals
Spencer Pyne: bass
David Sondrup: drums
Stacy Cushing McClure: backing vocals
Micah Thole: double bass
Lyrics
LIGHTNING (Skibbe)
©2019, Coyote Tongue Music (ASCAP)
Her name was Catherine,
She came from Topeka
She was a waitress
And a magical creature
She had a smile
Made the floor move beneath you
The kind of smile that makes a man
Want to make her smile again
Let’s call him Charlie
He came from the Interstate
He was a traveler
Looking for a beer and a steak
He had a deeper hunger
Etched in his face
The kind you just don’t understand,
Until you’ve been that man
Nobody knows when the lightning will strike
Where the wind’s gonna blow
How the moon is gonna shine (shine)
She held the baby in the arms of a prayer
He held the distance in his shell-shocked stare
It was the last time all three of them were there
With Charlie long gone Cathy just quit holding on
Nobody knows when the lightning will strike
Where the wind’s gonna blow
How the moon is gonna shine
But it lights up their eyes
And it glows on their skin
Some of them lose
But some of them win
When the lightning strikes
It is a worn and wrinkled photograph
With faded writing on the back
A time-stained artifact
Three lives frozen in one flash
Her name was Catherine
She came from Topeka
She was my mama
And a magical creature
She had a smile made the floor move beneath you
Nobody knows when the lightning will strike
Where the wind’s gonna blow
How the moon is gonna shine
But it lights up their eyes
And it glows on their skin
Some of them lose
But some of them win
When the lightning strikes
