| Thunderbird |
|---|
| In the morning |
| While you’re sleeping |
| Barely moving, heavy breathing |
| In the morning |
| I am leaving, the horizon |
| My undoing |
| Different cities, bigger cities |
| Through it all, we were drifting |
| You cannot keep me |
| Keep me steady |
| The horizon |
| Always floating |
| Through the walls now, I can hear you |
| Hear you moving, barely breathing |
| Through the walls now, I can feel you |
| If that’s not you, it must be thunder |
