Bring on the Thunder
On a Roll

One night, while staying at our family cabin in Maine, we heard thunder
booming every few seconds.  My four year old boys were not happy.  So
we lit a fire in the living room fireplace, got out my guitar, the djembe
drum and started making our own thunderous music.  We topped the
evening off with marshmallows, graham crackers and chocolate

The next day was picture perfect on the lake.  We had a new song and
some good memories as well.

Later in the summer, we played the song again and again on the beach
using only shovels and buckets for instruments.  It's been fun making
up new rhythms together as a family.

Bring on the Thunder by Tim Seston

Bring on the lightning.  Bring on the rain.
Bring on the thunder.  I’m not afraid

The clouds are rolling, over the mountains
The rain comes pouring, down cross the lake
Up in the cabin it’s 9:27
The lights all are out but the kids are awake

Bring on the lightning.  Bring on the rain.
Bring on the thunder.  I’m not afraid

We sit near the hearth staring into the fire
We’ve closed all the windows and we’ve locked every door
The glow of the embers, the crackling of timber
The scent of the ashes, the taste of the Smores

Bring on the lightning.  Bring on the rain.
Bring on the thunder.  I’m not afraid

I’m here with my family and we’re singing together
We’re playing the guitar and we’re banging the drum
The rain on the rooftop is setting the rhythm
We raise up our voices, ”Come let it come.”

Bring on the lightning.  Bring on the rain.
Bring on the thunder.  I’m not afraid

The rumbling will pass.  No storm lasts forever
But these are the moments when memories are made.

Bring on the lightning.  Bring on the rain.
Bring on the thunder.  I’m not afraid
Bring on the lightning.  Bring on the rain.
Bring on the thunder.  I’m not afraid