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
Im 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
Lets pick up the pieces
From this tragedy
You and I must come to terms
With this reality
Im lost and Im looking
My citys washed away
But you know that Ill be back
Im coming back to stay
What can be done
Another storm to overcome
What can be done
What can be done
Another storm to overcome
Now
What can be done
Another storm to overcome
What can be done
What can be done
Another storm to overcome
Now
