Look around
Look around
Take it in
Hold it down
This is now
Don’t be proud
Keep it loud
Keep it loud
This is thunder
Lightning strike
Sit and wonder
Long delay
Less longer
Every day
Rumble stronger
Seconds count
Each a mile

When the blast is far away, you pray
When the smoke is on your land, you plan
When the light singes your face, you race
When the strike is on your head, you’re dead

But you’re the thunder
You’re the roar
You’re reaction
You’re war
Building up
Keeping score
‘Til the light produces sound no more
This is now
Look around
Don’t be proud
Make sound


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