Some Loud Thunder

All this talking

you'd think I'd have something to say

but I'm just talking

like a siren getting louder and farther away

from the energetic kids in the park yes that was me

breaking glass and pretending to start

something big

some new taste

Did you wander

as my voice went from station to station to state?

Some loud thunder

sometimes there's no telling if we're ok

there are buildings up for sale on the other side of town

which are falling down for people

to stand in their place;

to try to make something great

That's just a part of the story

And it could be maybe something complete someday

At the end of the quarry

yes that was me digging holes for all the world to see

A cannonball as big as the ocean could come from the sky

and slap us all on the teeth

But there's always more unless I'm mistaken

tell me when do mouths close

and people gracefully retreat

New York calling

at the bottom of the ocean city gritting its teeth

but there's no telling

from the telepathic Mrs. Crying on live TV

Whoah the misanthropic topical arrangement

that is met with a shark bite by the terminal patient

That's me

Am I late?

That's the state of my story

and it may be one day something complete

At the end of the quarry

I have dug a hole for all the world to see

A cannonball as big as the ocean could come from the sky

and slap us all on the feet

but there's always mre unless I'm mistaken

Tell me when do mouths close

and people gracefully retreat?