4 Score Lightnings

Lyrics

Leave a little something by the door Of each place as you're leaving Your back will be much lighter On the road, on the road People here are kind You'll soon find there's not much you'll be needing The farmers don't mind if you reap some of what they've sowed 4 score lightnings hit the sky that night And I think of you Oh, the effect was blinding, frightening For a while I could see the bones and everything Like I had x-ray view Mmm, mmm, mmm Leave a little something in the bowl For each mouth that you're feeding You'll find your rations last a fortnight or more Sock away a song In the mouth of each lover you're kissing You'll hear it ring out from the opposite shore And it will comfort you in your travels, oh We all need comfort in our travels, oh Comfort me in my travels, oh We all need comfort in our travels Oh, 4 score lightnings hit the sky That's eighty if you multiply and that's more than a few I suspect now the rain's washing down my face and neck It's a sign from you Beckoning me home from my travels, oh Beckoning me home from my travels, oh Because you're the spool on which it all unravels, oh The big oak block on which the judges bang their gavels, oh Should I, should I? Cleave aside the mountains Keeping score of the valleys I'm carving Rocks and water kicked up For the times when I'm thirsty, I'm starving