Our Luck

At the speed of light
Thunder strikes over the mountains
In the dead of night
Satellites call to the distant
Oh, I hear the sound
I hear the sound, its coming
Oh, thundering down
Thundering down, its coming

On the clouds, with the wind
In the air, I feel it
On the rise, with the tide
In the sea, I hear it

Oh, I hear the sound
I hear the sound, its coming
Oh, thundering down
Thundering down, its coming


At the speed of light
Thunder strikes over the mountains
In the dead of night
Satellites call to the distant
Oh, I hear the sound
I hear the sound, its coming
Oh, thundering down
Thundering down, its coming