Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song His Thunder, artist - Little Comets.
Date of issue: 11.12.2011
Song language: English
His Thunder |
I’m a mat and I still retain |
Accumulated stories of the tawdry years |
I’ve been stamped out by rum-fuelled boots |
The brute, us hiding under stairs. |
Waiting for his thunder to hit |
Waiting for his thunder and thinking is this it? |
Waiting for his thunder to shout |
Waiting for his thunder to tire itself out. |
So I lie flat, in sheets worn thin |
By his sublimations that reside within |
For I’m the truth, the two in ten |
That suffer at the whims of the weakest men. |
Waiting for his thunder… |
Each bruise I use as a chronicle of all that you gave me now |
And every scar a reminder of the power that you had |
The saddest part about the darkest hours |
The implication that the fault was ours. |
Waiting for his thunder… |