• Another whisper in my ear
    Like a thunderstorm coming near

    To touch the center of my soul
    As if a mountain began to roll

    A bolt of lightning in the sky
    As if from the heavens on high

    For my mind to truly understand I would have to live a life again

    Don’t tell me what I feel like
    As the spokes go round on a motorbike

    It repeats every time it turns
    If you touch, it will burn

    What could you feel to make you know