dorothy dreams of tornadoes

you said we'd leave next year

each year for thirteen years

each year

it gets harder to hear

it's getting hard enough just to stay in love

and now our roots grow deep

beneath these barren streets

i've had the darkest dreams

the city's pipes and wires

run through our nerves and veins

and those nights

after a double shift

i feel it

the dashed plans you never dared to live

they used to light up your eyes

those bulbs have long burned out

let a tornado tear through

let it tear straight through our roof

and let the rain pour in

i'll scream

babe