A Tornado Warning

We were sitting on the front porch

With the weather rolling in

Laughing louder than the big south wind

You ran out to roll your window

Light rain falling on your hair

Your tan legs checkered from a folding chair

There's country music in the kitchen

I hear it singing through the screen

Weather warnings in between

Glad you got out of the city

There's no telling what's in store

Along the 35 Corridor

Kerosene to feed the flame

Your effect is quite the same

Shadows dancing on the wall and

Waiting for the sky to fall

Couldn't ask for better weather

You were saying with a grin

Until the sound of hailstone hitting tin

It's loud enough you gotta yell now

The whole thing hits me like a song

A pretty one that won't last long

Kerosene to feed the flame

Your effect is quite the same

Shadows dancing on the wall and

Waiting for the sky to fall and

Waiting for the sky to fall

In the broken the morning light

That simple shade of blue

The kind that always follow you

Kerosene to feed the flame

Your effect is quite the same

Shadows dancing on the wall and

Waiting for the sky to fall and

Waiting for the sky to fall