Verse 1: In thunder's echoing years, where longing's voice takes flight, I walked on paths unending, that offered no clear light. Each step, a whispered promise kept, each fear, a breath held low, Freedom called in storm and rain, yet my heart could never go. Pre-Chorus: A spark that in the darkness grew, became a flame in darkest night's embrace, I sought what lay beyond the known, until the morning's grace. Chorus: Oh, days of thunder rolling deep, you bear my lifetime's vibrant sound, Where light and shadow softly sleep, eternity is crowned. Oh, days of thunder gently call, in every loss, a melody so true, Love whispers softly, holding all, and gently guides me through. Verse 2: My youth burned like a wild, bright fire, for that first dawning gleam so bold, But with each step on trails of old desire, my inner compass found its story told. Lost doorways and the bridges now undone, speak tales of dreams I've chased and known, Yet in each silent moment, one by one, a tender yearning's softly sown. Pre-Chorus: A spark that in the darkness grew, became a flame in darkest night's embrace, I sought what lay beyond the known, until the morning's grace. Chorus: Oh, days of thunder rolling deep, you bear my lifetime's vibrant sound, Where light and shadow softly sleep, eternity is crowned. Oh, days of thunder gently call, in every loss, a melody so true, Love whispers softly, holding all, and gently guides me through. Bridge: Death is not the final close, just a quiet fading hence, Memories in brilliance rose, an everlasting, sweet suspense. And when the final curtain starts to fall, the inner light will ever brightly gleam, A melody that answers every call, even as we follow life's soft stream. Chorus (Variation): Oh, days of thunder softly sighing, you are the song that lives in me, Through storms and hopeful visions flying, I find my truest liberty. Oh, days of thunder sweetly ringing, each heartbeat is a precious, vibrant art, Love carries me, forever singing, a gentle, constant start. Outro: In the days of thunder's gentle sway, you hear my quiet, heartfelt tune, A steady hope that brightens every day, and will never fade beneath the moon. © Gerd Gross 08.04.2025