High Plains Killers

High Plains Killers

Sun beats down on Kansas
High Plains heat
Thunderheads boil
At 30,000 feet
Radio crackles
Spotters near Great Bend
Funnel clouds forming
Starting to descend

Where will they go?
Where will we lie?
They fall from the sky!
High Plains, killers
Tear stars from the skies
Tear stars from the skies

One touched down near Oakley
One’s headed for Hays
Radio crackles
They’re coming your way
In the stillness of this moment
No one’s assured
Stillness broken
By the rumble of the ancient herd

Where will they go?
Where will we lie?
They fall from the sky!
High Plains, killers
Tear stars from the skies
Tear stars from the skies

Ah-tear stars from the sky!
Ah-tear stars from the sky!

In the stillness of this moment
The storm’s moved on
Radio crackles
Greensburg is gone
The rumble of the ancient herd
The rumble of the ancient herd