4 years ago, part of me died
Today is the 4th anniversary of what is inarguably the worst day in the life of over 1,000,000 people. I still haven’t “come to terms” with it, which is why I never want to hear about it from family and friends.
It’s so hard to go home to see that it’s not the beautiful place I grew up in and remember. As Harry Connick Junior said “New Orleans is my essence, my soul, my muse, and I can only dream that one day she will recapture her glory.”
I don’t have much else to say without crying on my keyboard, so I’ll let Cowboy Mouth speak for me with their song, “The Avenue”
water
broke past the levee
my heart
beats hard and heavy
there’s so much more to say
but I'm Silent
for now
i'm lost deep
in the emotions
that hit me
just like an ocean
that seemed to refreshing once
but its not
for now
because the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because i plan on growing old
on the avenue
my best friend’s house
lies beneath the teardrops
god has bequeathed
to add to the pool of rage
that i float for now
i never thought i would see in my lifetime
my memory
but fate has a way to show
who's the boss
for now
because the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because i plan on growing old
on the avenue
and the parades will ride again
ill see my family and my friends
because this cannot be the end
of the avenue
its so hard to take this hurt
and hide it on a shelf
its just cause i never
want to be from somewhere else
deep in my darkest hour
standing alone in the shower
i let my emotions go
for now
because the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because i plan on growing old
on the avenue
and the parades will ride again
ill see my family and my friends
because this will not be the end of the avenue
and yes the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because there’s nowhere else to go but
the avenue
It’s so hard to go home to see that it’s not the beautiful place I grew up in and remember. As Harry Connick Junior said “New Orleans is my essence, my soul, my muse, and I can only dream that one day she will recapture her glory.”
I don’t have much else to say without crying on my keyboard, so I’ll let Cowboy Mouth speak for me with their song, “The Avenue”
water
broke past the levee
my heart
beats hard and heavy
there’s so much more to say
but I'm Silent
for now
i'm lost deep
in the emotions
that hit me
just like an ocean
that seemed to refreshing once
but its not
for now
because the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because i plan on growing old
on the avenue
my best friend’s house
lies beneath the teardrops
god has bequeathed
to add to the pool of rage
that i float for now
i never thought i would see in my lifetime
my memory
but fate has a way to show
who's the boss
for now
because the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because i plan on growing old
on the avenue
and the parades will ride again
ill see my family and my friends
because this cannot be the end
of the avenue
its so hard to take this hurt
and hide it on a shelf
its just cause i never
want to be from somewhere else
deep in my darkest hour
standing alone in the shower
i let my emotions go
for now
because the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because i plan on growing old
on the avenue
and the parades will ride again
ill see my family and my friends
because this will not be the end of the avenue
and yes the marching bands will roll
ill find my city in my soul
because there’s nowhere else to go but
the avenue