The Avenue

The water broke past the levee
My heart beats hard and heavy
There’s so much more to say
But I’m silent for now
I’m lost deep in the emotions
That hit me just like an ocean
That seemed to refreshing once
But it’s not for now
Because the marching bands will roll
I’ll find my city in my soul
Because I plan on growing old
On the avenue
My best friend’s house
Lies beneath the teardrops
God has bequeathed
To add to the pool of rage that I float for now
I never thought I would see
In my lifetime my memory
But fate has a way to show
Who’s the boss for now
Because the marching bands will roll
I’ll find my city in my soul
Because I plan on growing old
On the avenue
And the parades will ride again
I’ll see my family and my friends
Because this cannot be the end
Of the avenue
It’s so hard to take this hurt
And hide it on a shelf
It’s just 'cause I never want
To be from somewhere else
I never ever will be
Deep in my darkest hour
Standing alone in the shower
I let my emotions go
For now
Because the marching bands will roll
I’ll find my city in my soul
Because I plan on growing old
On the avenue
And the parades will ride again
I’ll see my family and my friends
Because this will not be the end
Of the avenue, alright
Yes, all the marching bands will roll
And the saints won the Superbowl
And there ain’t nowhere else to go
But the avenue
On the avenue
On the avenue