I felt a distant thunder
Snaking through night air
I tasted lightening on my tongue
The rain felt heavy in my hair
I closed my eyes
And bid my spirit rise
To fly into the ion-ed sky
Be cleansed of earthly lies
The world is full of powers
passion, anger, pain
Love holds the little death
We seek to hold again
I hear the distant thunder
As I settle in my bed
Restless is my broken heart
Yet peace is in my head
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