[Verse 1]
And in the morning I'll be waiting
And I can predict another heatwave
It's like thunder and lightning
I can see clouds gathering
Are you going to fade away?
[Chorus]
You came home at the end of summer
You came home, bringing warmer colors
Under sheets, I can hear the thunder
In my mind, you brought back the wonder
[Verse 2]
And in the morning I'll be sleeping
And I can feel the wind is shifting
Carrying breathless whispers
Touch me now, like a rolling thunder,
Stay this time, don’t pull me under.
[Chorus]
You came home at the end of summer
You came home, bringing warmer colors
Breaking through, like a distant thunder
In my heart, a wildfire lingers
You're coming like a distant thunder
You're coming like a distant thunder
You're coming like a distant thunder
[Bridge]
But as the seasons go, you always disappear
And golden light begins to fade
Every love is born from lightning
Is it love if you just keep leaving?
Is it love if the heart’s just bleeding?
Is it love if you just keep leaving?
[Verse 3]
And in the night, I hear you breathing,
Softer than rain, but always leaving
And If I touch you, will you waver?
And If I call you, will you stay here?
[Chorus]
You left home at the end of summer,
Left your heat, now I’m going under.
Felt your touch, like a distant lover
In my Heart, a wildfire lingers
[Verse 4]
The rain is falling, but I don’t shiver
But morning breaks, and you are gone
I was waiting for your lightning,
But you were waiting for the sun.
[Chorus]
You came home at the end of summer
You came home, bringing warmer colors
You came home, like a distant thunder...
...distant thunder
Oh distant thunder
Oh distant thunder
Quote:
Harlow Reed on “Distant Thunder”
Love is unpredictable. You hear it coming, you feel it building, and then—just like that—it crashes over you. Sometimes, you wait for someone, longing for them like rain in a drought. Then they arrive, and the passion is electric, undeniable. But just as suddenly, they’re gone, leaving only echoes behind. That’s what *Distant Thunder* is about—the way love can sweep through your life like a storm, intense and all-consuming, only to disappear without warning.
Musically, I wanted the song to feel like that kind of storm. The guitars carry this dark, dramatic energy, like thunder rumbling on the horizon. The keyboards wrap around the verses, creating this eerie, almost cinematic atmosphere—like the heavy air before the rain. And the drums? They’re the chaos, coming and going, surging and retreating, pulling everything into the eye of the storm. It’s a song about passion, unpredictability, and the emptiness that follows when the storm has passed.
