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

Woah 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 in through corners stick me through your door

I'm the man who stepped off the path

Am I just lying 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 that I might fly off

Waiting for the sound of thunder

I'm waiting for the sound of thunder [repeat and fade]