Intro:
A man in his warehouse, occupied thoughts
Stands not for nothing but all he was taught
Pacing for hours and waiting on peace
Landing his nature, debating his needs
He generates his output and punches the clock
Consuming consumption and defying his stock
And when he stops his meander, catches his breath
The thunder in tow might beat him to death.
(Instrumental Interlude)
V1:
Denying the grind, arriving on time
Employee marquee on third from the right
At the mouth of the oven, leaning a bit
Patient as always, gaining his wits
Staring above with a fault in his care
Conscious and active, in need of repair
Within his own head he's owing back rent
Pleading with landlords to slow his descent
But no one hears echos or chattering teeth
His lips are sealed tight and his jawline squeaks
He'll make a sound to catch someone's eye
They'd just assume he's killing some time
And with that in mind he'll gain some sense
Making a break for the hole in the fence.
Chorus:
And I'll never stop saying goodbye to you,
Until I find someone new, to say hello to
And I'll never stop saying goodbye to you,
Until I dig myself deeper into nowhere
And I'll never stop saying goodbye to you,
Until I come to terms with your empty space
I'll never stop saying goodbye to you,
Until I break myself in two.
V2:
It hurts as expected, nothing so new
But it's lasting forever so what can he do
Skipping his meals, abandoning self
A facade of new and a concern for health
He whittles away the emulsion and grime
Printing his image and admitting his crimes
He feels for her, says his hellos
Continues his walking and moves on alone
Embrace a spot of static, cling to something fresh
Don't keep on falling backwards after you reflect
But he's learning to be sorry, about the way that he is
And he'll continue building until he's new once again.
(Chorus)
(THE BREAKDOWN)
This is the Thunder Song,
The joy in falling apart
This is something to embrace
This is the Thunder Song
This is the Thunder Song,
A jigsaw in mentality
This is something to satire
This is the Thunder Song
This is the Thunder Song,
A way of arriving
This is something to admire
This is the last line.