Silvia was struck by lightning
While reading in bed one night
She left the windows open
And the storm caught her by surprise
For a day she laid here still as a stone
Clipped to pumps and tubes
Then out her window the street lights flashed
And at last, her fingers moved
She awoke to a cacophony of electric radio waves
Pulsing rays of energy falling from outer space
High and swaying towers
Down in basements full of dust
She could not escape the static
Or the 60 cycle hum
She wore dark, tinted spectacles
Several fur-lined capes
3 pairs of velvet gloves
A veil of dotted Swiss
But all the earth's vibrations
Still pounded through her ears
So she packed a steamer trunk
And flew a prop plane to Belize
While reading in bed one night
She left the windows open
And the storm caught her by surprise
For a day she laid here still as a stone
Clipped to pumps and tubes
Then out her window the street lights flashed
And at last, her fingers moved
She awoke to a cacophony of electric radio waves
Pulsing rays of energy falling from outer space
High and swaying towers
Down in basements full of dust
She could not escape the static
Or the 60 cycle hum
She wore dark, tinted spectacles
Several fur-lined capes
3 pairs of velvet gloves
A veil of dotted Swiss
But all the earth's vibrations
Still pounded through her ears
So she packed a steamer trunk
And flew a prop plane to Belize
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