Cursive - Dorothy Dreams of Tornadoes Lyrics
Each year for thirteen yearsEach year gets harder to hearIt's getting harder now just to stay in loveAnd now our roots grown deepBeneath these barren streetsI had the darkest dreamsThe city's pipes and wiresWere through our nerves and veinsAnd those nights after a double shiftI feel itThe dashed plans you never dared to liveThey used to light up your eyesThose bulbs have long burned outLet our tornado tear throughLet it tear straight through our roofAnd let the rain pour inI'll scream, "Babe, this is it!"We'll leave the house in ruinsIf we escape right nowWe just might make it outAnd this city, this city's killing usThis city, this city's killing usThis city, this city's killing usIt's killing usIt's killing us!This city, this city's killing usThis city, this city's killing usThis city, this city's killing usIt's killing usIt's killing usIt's killing us!