Walk Like Thunder Lyrics - Thunder Thighs - Kimya Dawson

I have this new tattoo of which the story must be told 

About the night I almost overdosed ten years ago 

I woke up in the hospital with skin clammy and cold 

And tubes in my urethra, down my throat and up my nose 

My friends and the doctors were all shocked I wasn't dead 

That's when Katrina looked at me and this is what she said 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

So I walked to the rebel spot, I walked all over uptown 

I walked right side up and I walked upside down 

I walked to Chetzemoka with my eyes fixed on the ground, yeah 

We walked all over Chetze Beach and kept the rocks we found 

Then I walked back to my parents' house, I walked back to my old bed, yeah 

I walked back and I walked fast past all the voices in my head 

I walked with the sweats and I walked with the chills 

I walked in New York City and I walked in Bed-ford Hills 

I walked into open mic nights and I walked into the rooms 

I walked feeling optimistic and I walked feeling doomed 

I walked with some mama's boys and I walked with some punks 

I walked dressed up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a skunk 

I walked with some givers and I walked with some leeches 

I walked all by myself and I walked with the Moldy Peaches 

I walked all over the world so I could sing my songs to you 

And to your most desperate emails I'd said, "This is what I do" 

I walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

But at some point I got so comfortable 

That I didn't even realize that I'd started to crawl 

That my old friend Ammi died at 37 of a heart attack 

And I cracked 'cause people my age are not supposed to die like that 

No, no, no, no, people my age are not supposed to die like that 

He was the old manager of the sidewalk cafe 

That place was a second home to me, it's where I learned to play 

And his personality really helped create a space 

Where a bunch of honest misfits could all gather and feel safe 

He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was queer 

He'd either yell out, "Cut the bullshit" or he'd say, "I'm glad you're here" 

And it was always such an honor to have Ammi on my side 

That's why it hit me like a Mack truck when I found out that he died 

Yeah, it hit me like a Mack trucks when I found out that he died 

Then enter Alex, 33 years old and so sick with the cancer 

And trapped inside a body that betrayed his real gender 

We all hoped and prayed that he would go into remission 

At least long enough, just long enough to complete his transition 

He said, "Kimya, did you know Eleventeen's my favorite song?" 

I said, "Then get your ass on stage right now and you can sing along" 

That's the very first song I ever wrote all by myself 

It's about angels and recovery and friends and hope and health 

By the time we finished singing he was pissed off, he was scared 

He said, "I lost my home, my lover, my insurance and my hair 

And now I'm about to lose you too, my new friend" 

I looked into those big blue eyes and said we'll meet again 

Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and said we'll meet again 

Then I got the phone call from Alyssa and she told me he was dying 

By the time I got to his bedside we were both already flying 

We held hands and we sang songs, tried to be strong floated around 

While I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down 

Yeah, I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down 

But at the same time I was taking my own body for granted 

First I lost sight of my feet then they became un-planted 

And I never felt so stupid or so selfish or so sad, yeah 

My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad, yeah 

My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad 

Then he said, "Mama, I don't want my friends to watch me die" 

So I kissed his cheek, made him a shirt and then I said goodbye 

And they cremated him in the shirt that I drew 

Of the two of us that said they're flying over you too 

Now the silver pink ponies have my homie in their crew 

So I tightened up my laces and knew what I had to do 

I started walking again, I started walking again, I miss my friends 

I started walking again, I started walking again, I miss my friends 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

(Walk like thunder) 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder 

Even creeps as a habit, predisposed 

To systematically clinging together in the cold 

Know the measure of a pack, it's not a question of the whole 

The individuals that bottleneck into the fold 

On a March blank Sabbath, news from the ministry of make-believe 

That reach a tarmac in Minneapolis, middle see 

Yesterday the cells inside his chest were growing baby teeth 

Today a raven radiated vacancy 

Wait, two years ago a friend of mine 

Called me to redefine all enemy-kind 

I'm at the hospital at twenty-four and no one knew the future 

I'll take it everybody knows the future 

Antibodies hatching in a hellaback with no room to maneuver 

Like disappearing pills into the masticated fuchsia 

I asked you how you feeling, you told me like a robot 

I gave you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a Mohawk 

You let us will you down beneath the leaning tower of flow charts 

To be around your beats without a beeping sound of Bogart 

And speak about whatever people speak about 

When nobody's acknowledging the obvious disease about the crowbar 

In deep plane slope, comatose of baggage 

From king of hearts to carrying for jackals 

And never got to sing us all his own swan song right 

Coincidentally the rebel in me walk like thunder 

Walk like thunder