I WAS BIRTHED ON THE ROCKS OF THE GREAT SOUTHWEST
RAISED BY THE MIGHTY ATLANTIC OCEAN
I KNOW THE POWER OF THE NOR EASTER
I HAVE SEEN THE HOPE OF THE SUNRISE OVER THE MESA
THE SUNRISE OVER THE MESA
AND FELT THE EVERGLADES PULSE BEATS STRONG
I HAVE MADE LOVE TO THE GHOSTS IN NEW ORLEANS
AND CLIMBED TO THE CROWN OF OUR LADY OF THE HARBOUR
I KNOW THE POWER OF THE WAVES
AND THE THIRST OF THE DESERT SUN
WHAT I DON'T KNOW IS WHO I AM ANYMORE
THIS STORM HAS CHANGED ME
THIS STORM
NO ORDINARY STORM
THIS STORM HAS CHANGED ME
RAISED BY THE MIGHTY ATLANTIC OCEAN
I KNOW THE POWER OF THE NOR EASTER
I HAVE SEEN THE HOPE OF THE SUNRISE OVER THE MESA
THE SUNRISE OVER THE MESA
AND FELT THE EVERGLADES PULSE BEATS STRONG
I HAVE MADE LOVE TO THE GHOSTS IN NEW ORLEANS
AND CLIMBED TO THE CROWN OF OUR LADY OF THE HARBOUR
I KNOW THE POWER OF THE WAVES
AND THE THIRST OF THE DESERT SUN
WHAT I DON'T KNOW IS WHO I AM ANYMORE
THIS STORM HAS CHANGED ME
THIS STORM
NO ORDINARY STORM
THIS STORM HAS CHANGED ME
today i found a rock and a feather-----healing blessings------today i pray for the islands-----today i give thanks for life---today i remembered the storm-----like remembering a long ago tap routine ---did it really happen-----did i really remember all the steps-----or am i just the observer---the storyteller----or is it maria---and act two ----my god could there be a third act?
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