Thunderbolt (Omar Souleyman Remix) lyrics
by Björk
My mind is in whirls
Craving miracles
Craving miracles
Craving miracles
Waves irregularly striking
Wind stern in my face
Stirring at water's edge
Cold froth on my twig
My mind is in whirls
Wanders around desire
May I, can I, or have I too often?
Craving miracles
Thunderstorm, come
Prime runs through me
Revive my wish
Inviolable
Craving miracles
Craving miracles