King Of The Country
Drifting Sun
11:37I listen to the heartbeat of the earth beneath my feet I listen to the wind bisected by the city streets I listen to the raindrops exploding on the concrete I listen to the thunder, promising, promising the storm I took you for an angel, I took you for a saint I took you to my altar and you wrapped me in your fate Come a little closer 'cause the hour is getting late As we listen to the thunder which promises, promises the storm You have shown me valleys and you have shown me hills I clatter like scrap metal and you melt me to your will I left you with the storm clouds and you're holding them still As you listen to the thunder which promises, promises the storm Thunderin', I hear the rain comin' And blunderin', I slowly fall down Thunderin', the lightnin' beginnin' As thin as your kiss or the paint on a cloud Thunderin' (Thunderin'), I hear the rain comin' And blunderin' (Blunderin'), I slowly fall down Thunderin' (Thunderin'), the lightnin' beginnin' As thin as your kiss or the paint on a cloud