Thunderbird - Grant-Lee Phillips

Thunderbird, moving like a cloud

Making all the rains calm down

Thunderbird, fire in your eyes

Every time the big drum bounce

Only so much I can see

You’ve always been a mystery

Woman, moving a cloud

Dancing with the sun lights down

Won’t you take me on the wind

If I could only fly somehow

Only so much I can see

You’ll always be a mystery

Thunderbird rising like a storm

Making all the rivers swell

Cold shadows on the earth

In the grass where rail rolls fell

Only so much I can see

Some things are a mystery

Only so much I can see

You’ll always be a mystery

Woman, sleeping like a cloud

Dreaming off a greener world

Thunderbird sleeping for her spell

Dreaming off a greener world

Only so much I can see

You’ll always be a mystery

Only so much I can see

You’ll always be a mystery

Thunderbird