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Story behind the song
Another Collab with John Coughlin
Lyrics
A Fast Moving Storm
Lyrics, John Coughlin
Music, Lee Boos
Sometimes you’re chasing the wind, but I know you got a dream to chase.
One of these days' realities gonna’ slap you in the face.
You might look good with your hair all curled,
But you don’t have to heal the whole great big world.
I can’t tell you how long it’s been,
And I don’t know how long it’s gonna’ be
But spending time with you is like
Stealing thunder from a fast-moving storm
When the lightning strikes, hope You're standing on good ground.
Cause this time the thunder might knock you all around.
Eighty miles an hour while you paint your face.
One of these days you’re gonna have to slow down your pace
I can’t tell you how long it’s been,
And I don’t know how long it’s gonna’ be
But spending time with you is like
Stealing thunder from a fast-moving storm
You we’re never one to complain, don’t sentence yourself to a life of pain
Don’t let your life get away, tomorrow is a new day
Rest your spirit take time to repair it
You have so much to learn let someone else take a turn.
I can’t tell you how long it’s been,
And I don’t know how long it’s gonna’ be
But spending time with you is like
Stealing thunder from a fast-moving storm