700 Houses - Susan Tedeschi

Looking out my window

What do I see?

Seven hundred houses

Scattered in front of me

Silence all around me

Deafening the air

Not a sign of anyone

I just have to stare

What is this madness?

My hopes and dreams are sand

All the signs that led me home

Are scattered to the wind

I?

m searching for my friends

And shaking in my skin

Where have all of my saints gone?

Will they come marching in?

What can be done?

Another storm to overcome

What can be done?

What can be done?

Another storm to overcome

Now?

Let?

s pick up the pieces

From this tragedy

You and I must come to terms

With this reality

I?

m lost, and I?

m looking

My city?

s washed away

But you know that I?

ll be back

I?

m coming back to stay