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There's a place I go 
Where thunderheads collide 
Fire flies they flicker 
There's a tear in your eye 

Lightning, Criss-cross fire 
A bubbling sky

Water comes down softly
Wash the world clean
Shimmer on the surface 
Like a dream
Thunderheads above me
Eventually will part and
Let the sun shine down

the farther pond to oaks beyond the mill
The leaves have stripped away, the branches never still
A thunderhead looms o'er the hill

Silver blaze of light

Thunderhead above the prairie
The streets are silent in the town
A baited trap for the unwary
A loaded shotgun in my lap, my band all around
I was

I've been rebuilding all my life
I'm sick of starting over
Here we go
Here we go

It's neverending
Hovers like a thunderhead
Rewinding
Baby, here we go

I've been struggling all day only with myself
While the rain pours down from the thunderheads
I'm looking out my window at the rising waters

drops, the thunderheads in your eyes?

The fact that I don't recognize you should be proof enough
That everything we said was just for subterfuge or bluff

Thunderheads brew in the sky
Your hands are soaked and so are mine
We just can't keep our grip
Sliding down, we start to slip, slip
Away, all grey
We

There's a thunderhead on the move 
Staring at me, from across the way it looms 
A premonition of my own doom come to pass 
When it reaches me

a thunderhead
My four-leaf clover was lost again, luck was running low
I could not see the good things, I had sunk too low
I could not see the good things, I had

unfolding spectacle:
One moment puffs of cumulous clouds get across it
and next a billowing thunderhead
perhaps 10 miles high looms over the horizon
probing

moments torn by fear  
As the hooves draw near  
  
Take your place 
Among the dead 
Righteous claims 
What's been said 
The sky darkens with a thunderhead

The Devil's teardrop could spark a new thunderhead
If you have the will to remember she said
I will rise to the occasional you
I lower my eyes

me to wash, 
The sand & gravel. 

Downwinders, we still watch the sky. 
And each cloud has a name. 
Thunderhead & casket face. 
Keep your head on,

know I am just like you
Suddenly you're here and suddenly I'm out of bed
I need to know what's in your thunderhead

My skeleton cheats, and I'm snarled

an all-day pass on the Lazy River

Three scoops of ice cream for my baby and I
Piled up like a thunderhead
In a late August sky
The sun will shine, the rain

to 
Swallowed by the storm, feet gave up nowhere to run to 
Now my fox is dead, he joins his love in thunderhead
Whether with her weather's better
Wondering out

the cage, 'till my light finally shines free
Oh there could be nothing at all without me

Flying into the thunderhead, dark of the night
There arose many old

A thunderhead hauling
Wheelbarrow moon rolling
The trees are crawling
The mountains are falling

A shepherd came here
I don't want to move
A fox and reindeer
I

West; across the North Dakota Badlands
Thunderheads were hanging in the far horizon
Flashing somewhere over east Montana
Behind us our Minnesota moon

floods and Squalls and hurricanes
And thunderheads and lightning and the wind upon the wheat
Will take it up and spin it round and lay it at your feet

find that home
Will I see your face
Or will I ride this road into the grave
Thunderheads are rolling over
Dark and dusty lands
Leading me to the muddy

The thunderhead climbed up slowly
Now the rain is here to stay
But there ain't no way
It's coming down as hard
As it will on Judgment Day

In the sky the stars

knows, the lion's roam, I've met
The currents, not urgent, never stopped yet
Thunderheads, cross the water
Clear the coast, I've come farther
Cowries,