I've been in this grass here for the last ten hours
  My clothes are dirty but my mouth isn't dry
  How does it happen does it fly through the air
  Woah I gave up asking days away I gave up asking days away
    And now I'm lying here waiting for the sound of thunder
  Waiting for the sound of thunder
    Here I am I'm a dotted line cut in through corners stick me through your door
  I'm the man who stepped off the path
  Am I just lying here that's what I was made for
    And now my eyes are closing but I still feel the land
  Leaning out for the touch of my hand
  The world spins so fast that I might fly off
  The world spins so fast that I might fly off
  The world spins so fast that I might fly off
    Waiting for the sound of thunder
  I'm waiting for the sound of thunder [repeat and fade]