Grant-Lee Phillips
Thunderbird
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