When Thunder Comes
Joy rumbles like thunder
Off my skin
Through my veins and capillaries
My air passages
And all that makes me alive
After the heatwave
Paralyzed by the sun turned enemy
I welcome the storm
Joy rumbles like thunder
Off my skin
Through my veins and capillaries
My air passages
And all that makes me alive
After the heatwave
Paralyzed by the sun turned enemy
I welcome the storm
A World of Content from The Dreamers.
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