Yesterday marked the 1-year anniversary of the day Katrina, in all her fury, leveled New Orleans. It's hard to believe an entire year has passed...
And, regretfully, I have forgotten. The faces, crying out in their desperation, have faded -
receding into the fog of memories past. And I continued in my happy existence while brothers and sisters struggle (to this very day) to look for answers and the help/support to start anew...
I forget how lucky and privelaged I am... I can be such an ingrate.
Below are the words to a song by Mat Kearney called "All I Need." He wrote it for his friends who lost everything (including the church they were to be married in) due to Katrina.
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All I Need by Mat Kearney
Here it comes it’s all blowing in tonight
I woke up this morning to a blood red sky
They’re burning on the bridge turning off the lights
We’re on the run I can see it in your eyes
If nothing is safe then I don’t understand
You call me your boy but I’m trying to be the man
One more day and it’s all slipping with the sand
You touch my lips and grab the back of my hand
The back of my hand
Guess we both know we’re in over our heads
We got nowhere to go and no home that’s left
The water is rising on a river turning red
It all might be ok or we might be dead
If everything we’ve got is slipping away
I meant what I said when I said until my dying day
I’m holding on to you, holding onto me
Maybe it’s all gone black but you’re all I see
You’re all I see
The walls are shaking, I hear them sound the alarm
Glass is breaking so don’t let go of my arm
Grab your bags and a picture of where we met
All that we’ll leave behind and all that’s left
If everything we’ve got is blowing away
We’ve got a rock and a rock till our dying day
I’m holding on to you, holding on to me
Maybe it’s all we got but it’s all I need
You’re all I need
And if all we’ve got is what no one can break
I know I love you
If that’s all we can take
The tears are coming down
They’re mixing with the rain
I know I love you, if that’s all we can take
A pool is running for miles on the concrete ground
We’re eight feet deep and the rain is still coming down
The TV’s playing it all out of town
We’re grabbing at the fray for something that won’t drown
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