Like Thunder

This green-ness is a type of grief

When rain crashes

We're going under

They know Venus for her temperamental streak

But it's you who flashes

Like thunder

Heaven's above us

And under your pillows

We keep side by side

But you can be honest

We can be widows

If it's playing on your mind's eye

Or is it me you want?

Come for me like thunder

Come for me like

Mother Mary why are you blue in the face?

Your mind crosses

A strange sadness

They give whisky to the cold and to the crazed

And for all your losses

I give my jacket

Heaven's above us

And made up by a painter

Who knows your best side

But you can be honest

We can be strangers

If you find my touch still makes you cry

Or do you call this home?

Come for me like thunder

Come for me like