She's tired of running after thunder
her heart slowly cracking with the constant
wonder..

will she ever find what she needs to guide her?

She tried and tried wanting so badly to fix it..
Only one of them wanted it to work and the other seemed like they didn't.

The skies are grey.. the clouds they hover
She's lost in rain this heartless lover..

The cold is creeping in her bones..
She's left to weep and moan alone

The sounds of thunder used to thrill
to fill her soul.. to give her will.

now it's lost, it's slipped away,
leaving her in this world of black and grey.

The lightning strikes and it's like a knife
cuts through her heart like it's full of strife.

She's done with chasing done with pain
done with feeling like she's living in constant questioning.

She wonders if she's made a mistake
to leave the chase, to break away.

her heart is tired her soul is worn,
and she's ready for a brand new dawn.

So..she'll sit and watch the thunder roll
from a distance from a different road.

She'll build her lonely walls, she'll again find her way,
She's done with chasing thunder because it has nothing to say.