Kimya Dawson《Walk Like Thunder》歌词

作词 : kimya dawson

作曲 : k

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 ********” 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 hairAnd 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 drewOf 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

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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

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

To be around your beats without a beeping sound of

BogartAnd 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