On My Mind

This song has been haunting me the past week. It will come up on iTunes party shuffle or my iPod will put it up to the top of the list while I'm in the car. It is an excellent song by a band that I love. Cowboy Mouth is from New Orleans and the song is called, "New Orleans."

New Orleans

The Texas sun beats down upon me like the devil's smile
I'd rather be anywhere else than here
Was it a blinding lack of subtlety or a lack of style
Responding to the ways and means of fear

Take me back to New Orleans and drop me at my door
Cause I might love you, yea.
But I love me more.

My fingernails are bitten 'til there's nothing left but skin.
I'd rather be anyone else right now.
The light that shone within my eyes is slowly growing dim.
She told me where, told me when, but never said how.

Take me back to New Orleans and don't call me anymore
Cause I might love you, yea.
But I love me more.

She said, how can I make this unhappen?
I said, you cannot make this unhappen. Choose before your choices fade away.
She said, I could be home by tomorrow if I could beg steal or borrow
I said, you're there. You might as well stay.

The morning mist arises thru another crack in the glass
The lack of sleep has made me numb
But sometimes when she sleeps she'll turn and she'll whisper his name
That cake must taste great but I'll pass when you offer me some.

Take me back to New Orleans and drop me at my door
Cause I might love you, yea.
But I love me more.

Take me back to New Orleans and don't call me anymore
Cause I might love you, yea.
But I love me more.

I posted these lyrics for reasons I don't truly know. The song does not really talk about the city's beauty or history and it has nothing to do with the tragedy. I only find myself thinking of the song because of the longing for home that so many won't have for some time. New Orleans, as much as it was a disaster waiting to happen, was a place of culture and history. The city is a part of America and a stunning part at that.