700 Houses
John Leventhal, Ted Pecchio, 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?
Chorus:
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