Busman's Holiday - Evening Flows lyrics

Our house was thrown into a cornfield Tornadoes tore through half of Evansville Sirens slowly stopped Miles of damaged crops Nature's toothless grin gets its way again To never understand how it affects a man Oh, the glory of the fight And all the leaves, they flow Through the street in the middle of the night You throw your fists in the fight And you start to feel (x2) Claire-Ashley Street was after Orchid Hid my champagne behind the toilet She'll be over soon So I pick up the room Brush my teeth and stare A bug lands on the mirror A Henry acts in fear A bug's life disapears Oh, the glory of the fight And all the leaves they flow Down the street in the middle of the night You throw your fists in the fight And you start to feel (x2) Please, come back to me (I love you baby can't understand it) (x8) *** Thanks Dandy for these lyrics