Thunderhead from Thunderhead by Paul Spring

Clouds in his lungs growing blacker by the second
Hovering above with the face of a thunderhead
Some say it's love if it teaches you a lesson
Takes a little power for respect to surface
Down the lightning thrown by his hands
Down the lightning someone deliver us
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Only place to stand is in the path
Of the Thunderhead

I wasn't there when you conjured up the heavens
I wasn't there when you gave the dirt a name
Now you sharpen up your blade and take aim upon your children
Is this why you made us to have someone else to blame?
Down the lightning thrown by his hands
Down the lightning someone deliver us
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Only place to stand is in the path
Of the Thunderhead

• Folk
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