From the recording Roads Water and Orange
Easy Once Again- Words are written on the rooftops like SOSes to the sky. The clouds have cleared to leave the water. I see the silence drifting by. Wind swept in like a ton of bricks. Rain soaked our futures to the bone. They say some towns are only splintered sticks. We wait for help but we’re alone. / The streets are flooded where the tears fell. Our fortunes shifted with the wind. Levies may break but we’re not giving in. Big Easy will be easy once again. / Evacuees and politicians are all looking for their higher ground. We will be standing at attention when our Saints come marching back to town. / I will lean against my chimney. I will raise a hopeful prayer that all this heartache and its water evaporates into the air.