thunderstorms over ocean sounds, any day

[mallochai]

We can't all be angels, crawling on our hands and knees because we've forsaken winglike attachments.  Some of us don't even recall the simplest way to open our mouth.  Some of us would drown in the desert. I want to be lost in the downpour, stuck in the mud, wishing I had worn rubber shoes.

http://ia700309.us.archive.org/14/items/1HourThunderstorm/1HrThunderstorm.mp3