For Moore, Ok
Rewrite of Carrie Underwood's song by the same name
Dried out souls
Feeling the weight of so many recent cracks
Disaster rained
Brought hell from the skies
Oh, how these storm clouds
Did gather tears in our eyes
Devil played a mean old mister
Took mamas and their babies
Buried them under the ground
Soon after the weather man
Warned of a bitter twister
Horror came to rock out little town
But no tonight
There won't be enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash away the urge
To rebuild each and every house
No, tonight there won't be enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip us apart
Knock good people
Back down on their ass
Chorus
No, no
Don't care
Devil, you can shatter every window
Till it's all blown away
We'll still come back standing tall
Every brick, every board, every slamming door
You can blow it away
But you won't take us down
Maybe nothing left standing
But just a few of us
Don't matter what we lost yesterday
We're still alive and kickin' today
Every tear soaked memory
No, it won't ever be enough
It won't ever be enough
To leave us blown away
Blown away
Haunted still by those sirens screaming out
But our strength remains strong
Refuse to hide away in fear and drink
Passed out on the couch
Praying it's all just a bad memory
Coming up outta those storm cellers
Defiant in the face of that screaming demon's wind
Done just laying down and taking shelter
Now it's time to take some sweet revenge
Chorus
But no tonight
There won't be enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash away the urge
To rebuild each and every house
No, tonight there won't be enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip us apart
Knock good people
Back down on their ass
Chorus
No
Never again
Will we be
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
Blown away
2013 Ramona Thompson