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A Celtic Thunder Storm
Thunder rolls, and lightning flashes
You see five figures, silhouetted.
On the horizon, you see them stand,
And all of a sudden, you hear a band.
Playing "Heartland", and "Ireland’s Call",
"Steal Away", and "Take Me Home",
All together, and one by one,
In harmony with the sound of drums.
Still many more songs you hear,
Some bring a smile, some bring a tear.
Some are old, and some are new,
And soon you find, you’re singing too.
Yet, all too soon, the storm is done,
All the songs have now been sung.
Their voices fade, and soon are gone,
As lightning flashes, and thunder rolls.
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