Ancient Plain - Dear Nora

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain

This don’t mean shit to me

So I hit the freeway

Bought a full tank of gas

And drove out of the city

And I didn’t feel any better at first

Still felt like work

I stopped at a strip mall

Out in the suburbs

I tried to chat with

The staff at Starbucks

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain

I asked for directions

Through great extensions

From visible stresses

And their GPS’s

And I didn’t feel any better at first

Still felt like work

I stopped in a small town

Stepped in a small bar

I saw the show Friends on

Six flatscreen TVs

(But no one looked up)

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain

Thundercrash on ancient plains

Smells like rain