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Recorded live, at Ways Home Records in Detroit
lyrics
Screen-door thunderstorm standing
High-tide of the wind
At its highest point
Of rumbling
I was miniscule
Among the raindrops I was a fool
I was only five
There was terror in the sky
And it was clear to me
That the powers that be
Were beyond what I could see
I was only five
Transcendental fireflies
And the white of the bench
In my mother’s garden
And the sun in my face
And the Queen Anne’s Lace
I’m all fire
I’m all blaze
I won’t dim the light
In any of this rage
Cuz when the water starts to swell
And I feel and I feel, I feel that I might not be well
Well it’s you, yea it’s you
That keeps on getting me through
Sleep-touch thunderstruck rambling
I believe in this
In the lightning bolts when we kiss
It was always you
That feeling I was getting to
I was twenty-five and afraid to fly
And I tried to hide from what I knew in your eyes
I’m not wasting time
No I’m not waiting anymore
Gonna walk through that door
Tell you what I came here for
Cuz when the water starts to swell
And I feel and I feel, I feel that I might not be well
Well it’s you, yea it’s you
That keeps on getting me through
Screen-door thunderstorm standing
High tide of the wind
credits
from Bike-A-Delic,
released June 25, 2011
Lyrics by Lisa Stocking
Arrangement by Our Mighty Heart
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