When the Thunder Calls My Soul

(Speaking, low and steady) I ain’t scared of dying — I just don’t plan on leaving quiet.

Been walking through fire so long I smell like rain, Every scar I earned still knows my name. The road don’t love, it just takes its toll, But I’ll keep walking when the thunder calls my soul.

When the thunder calls my soul, Don’t pray, don’t try to console. Just let it roar, let it roll — That’s the sound of me staying whole.

I made my peace with what I ain’t, Never claimed sinner, never claimed saint. The sky can judge, the dirt can know, But I’ll still smile when the thunder calls me home.

When the thunder calls my soul, Don’t light no candle, don’t dig no hole. The storm’s my bed, the wind’s my hymn, And I ain’t done till it buries them.

I rode through God, I drank through sin, Made my own church deep within. Every prayer I never told — Lives loud when the thunder calls my soul.

When the thunder calls my soul, Let it break, let it roll. Ain’t no grave, ain’t no toll — Just the storm that takes control.

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