Running just to hear the sound of their thunder

The metal is only the grind

And the gears changing.

Can you catch the thunder

Quietly riding on air?

I must say the rain has gone

But the song remains strong.

Move along.

Come and play.

Sing with me this day.

To save you I must cast

The thunder to the end.

Where the end lies

And the beginning smiles,

Arise, shine and be.

Quiet thunder beings.