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.