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Jennifer Kimball

Lightning Bugs

All morning Dariens been blue, nary a cloud in the sky.
From here your daddys fields stretch out fifteen acres long and wide.
One minute swaying wheat the next, quills on a bristling porcupine.
Now hes coming toward the porch rail, no place out here you can hide.

Lightning bugs at twilight, thats how the stars shine for you.
No apparent rhyme or reason, no one can hold them still for you.

Your fear of needles wont help, baby, keep that animal at bay.
Oh you want that field to lie still more than you could ever say.
But daddys six feet underground and mama dont like country life.
And now you couldnt tell your high from low if you could stick it with a knife.

Lightning bugs at twilight, thats how the stars shine for you.
No apparent rhyme or reason, no one can hold them still.

They should be brighter, you could see clearer
bring what you want a little nearer.
But now theyre moving in zig-zag fashion.
Theyre still eluding, you want to smash them.

New York skylines not the same, the searchlight sends its magic beam.
Now your daddyll never leave your side. Things arent always what they seem.

Lightning bugs at twilight, thats how the stars shine for you.
No apparent rhyme or reason, I wish I could hold them still for you.



Credits:

Jennifer: vocals, baritone ukulele
Duke: electric guitar, mandoguitar
Paul Bryan: bass
Shawn Pelton: drums