Thunder and lightning flash in the darkness
Behind some far away mountains that I have never been
It’s not possible to tell if the storm is coming or going
I feel tension in the air
I am alert in case of disaster
The boys I used to know are crying out my name
Sometimes it keeps me up at night
The dreams never make sense, they don’t connect
I feel it in the morning
I feel it biking along the road
I want to go ahead faster, if it is safe, if I am skilled enough
Their voices tell me not to go
Something is doomed
I check my rear view mirror and no one is there
So I keep going
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