By Chas Sanford and Damon Metrebian
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¨Ï 1986 Fallwater Music, ASCAP.
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I've been thinking about the time that we're spending here
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Refuges in a world gone cold
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The voice of reason can't seem to find a listening ear
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The vote is out, the bell still tolls
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I can't shake this feeling
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We're crawling closer to the edge
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Yet we still go out, walk about, chit and chatter
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Let the problems of the world go by
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I don't really want to wake up to the pitter patter
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Of little bombs falling from the sky
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Tell me that we're really all strangers
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Tell me I'm not right
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Tell me that there isn't any danger
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Tell me in the dark of the night
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When the thunder comes
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From distant drums
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The winds will blow
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The dreams of man into the indigo
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There's got to be a way to stop it! Stop it!
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Cause there's no turning back once we cross that line
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And all your money in the right pocket
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Can't buy you any time
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A chilling wind feels so near
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Will I live to meet my darkest fears
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When the thunder comes
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From distant drums
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The winds will blow
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The dreams of man into the indigo
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We¡¯ll see the shifting of sands
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And the fall of mighty lands
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Great peace will finally dawn
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As we meet our maker
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When the thunder comes
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When the thunder comes
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From distant drums
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We¡¯ll all be one When the thunder comes
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The winds will blow
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The dreams of man into the indigo
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When the thunder comes, thunder comes, thunder comes
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When the Thunder Comes
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Roger Daltrey |