I’ve been in this grass here for the last 10 hours My clothes are dirty but my mouth isn’t dry How does it happen?  Does it fly through the air? Oh 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 the corner stick me to your door I’m the man who stepped off the path                        and I just lie here It’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 I might fly off                                 Waiting for the Sound of Thunder                            I’m waiting for the Sound of Thunder                        I’m waiting for the Sound of Thunder I’m waiting for the Sound of Thunder I’m waiting for the Sound of Thunder                        I’m waiting for the Sound of Thunder I’m waiting for the Sound of Thunder