Sound of Thunder

I've been in this grass here

For the last ten hours

My clothes are dirty

But my mouth isn't dry

How does it happen?

Does it fly through the air?

Oh, I gave up asking days away

I gave up asking days away

And now I'm lying here

Waiting for the sound of thunder

Waiting for the sound of thunder

Here I am, I'm a dotted line

Cut the corners

Stick me to your door

I'm the man who stepped off the path

And I just lie here

That's what I was made for

And now my eyes are closing

But I still feel the land

Leaning out for the touch of my hand

The world spins so fast

That I might fly off

The world spins so fast

That I might fly off

The world spins so fast

I might fly off

Waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder