Luyện nghe bài hát Walk Like Thunder

I this new tattoo of which the story must be told
the night I almost overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital skin clammy and cold
And tubes in my urethra, my throat and up my nose
My friends and the doctors were all I wasn't dead
That's when Katrina looked at me and is what she said
Walk like
like thunder
Walk like
like thunder
So I walked to the rebel spot, I walked all over
I walked right side up and I walked upside
I walked to Chetzemoka with my eyes fixed on the ground,
We walked all over Beach and kept the rocks we found
Then I walked back to my house, I walked back to my old bed, yeah
I walked back and I walked fast past all the voices in my
I walked the sweats and I walked with the chills
I walked in New York and I walked in Bed-ford Hills
I walked into open mic nights and I walked the rooms
I walked optimistic and I walked feeling doomed
I walked with some mama's boys and I with some punks
I walked dressed up like a rabbit, I dressed up like a skunk
I walked with some and I walked with some leeches
I walked all by myself and I walked with the Moldy
I walked all over the world so I sing my songs to you
And to your most emails I'd said, "This is what I do"
I walk thunder
Walk thunder
Walk thunder
like thunder
But at some I got so comfortable
That I didn't even realize that I'd to crawl
That my old Ammi died at 37 of a heart attack
And I cracked 'cause my age are not supposed to die like that
No, no, no, no, my age are not supposed to die like that
He was the old manager of the sidewalk
That place was a second home to me, it's I learned to play
And his personality really helped a space
Where a bunch of honest misfits could all and feel safe
He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was
He'd either out, "Cut the bullshit" or he'd say, "I'm glad you're here"
And it was always an honor to have Ammi on my side
That's why it hit me like a Mack truck when I out that he died
Yeah, it hit me like a Mack when I found out that he died
Then enter Alex, 33 old and so sick with the cancer
And trapped inside a body that betrayed his gender
We all hoped and that he would go into remission
At long enough, just long enough to complete his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you know my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get ass on stage right now and you can sing along"
That's the very first song I wrote all by myself
It's about angels and recovery and friends and and health
By the time we finished he was pissed off, he was scared
He said, "I lost my home, my lover, my insurance and my
And now I'm about to you too, my new friend"
I looked into those big blue eyes and we'll meet again
Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and said meet again
Then I got the phone call from and she told me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside we were already flying
We held hands and we sang songs, tried to be strong floated
While I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him
Yeah, I cursed the skin that he was in for all the it had let him down
But at the same I was taking my own body for granted
First I lost sight of my then they became un-planted
And I never so stupid or so selfish or so sad, yeah
My body had been to me and I treated it so bad, yeah
My body had been to me and I treated it so bad
Then he said, "Mama, I don't want my friends to me die"
So I kissed his cheek, made him a shirt and then I said
And cremated him in the shirt that I drew
Of the two of us that they're flying over you too
Now the silver pink ponies have my homie in crew
So I up my laces and knew what I had to do
I walking again, I started walking again, I miss my friends
I started again, I started walking again, I miss my friends
Walk like
(Walk thunder)
like thunder
(Walk thunder)
Walk thunder
(Walk thunder)
Walk like
(Walk thunder)
Walk like
(Walk thunder)
Walk like
(Walk thunder)
like thunder
(Walk thunder)
like thunder
(Walk thunder)
like thunder
Walk like
Walk thunder
like thunder
Even as a habit, predisposed
To systematically clinging in the cold
Know the measure of a pack, not a question of the whole
The individuals that bottleneck into the
On a March blank Sabbath, news the ministry of make-believe
That reach a tarmac in Minneapolis, see
Yesterday the cells inside his chest were growing baby
Today a raven vacancy
Wait, two ago a friend of mine
Called me to redefine all
I'm at the hospital at twenty-four and no one the future
take it everybody knows the future
Antibodies hatching in a hellaback with no to maneuver
Like disappearing into the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you me like a robot
I gave you a Nintendo, you yourself a Mohawk
You let us will you down beneath the leaning tower of charts
To be around your without a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about whatever people speak
When nobody's acknowledging the obvious disease about the
In deep slope, comatose of baggage
From king of hearts to carrying for
And never got to sing us all his own swan right
Coincidentally the rebel in me like thunder
Walk like