Song: New Orleans
Album: Lesser Restoration
Artist: Toussaint Morrison
Written by: Toussaint Morrison
Released May 19, 2017
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Chorus
New Orleans
New Orleans
I am your son, risen like
the dust
I have returned, do with
me what you must
-
Would you take me back, as
a broken man
With poison in my heart
and open hands
I am your blood, you are
my soul
Spent most my life running
from those I love,
Spent most my life away
from your arms
In the northern plains,
beyond the suns embrace
Where blood runs cold and
death entertains
To smile while you kill
and bring evil to grace
I’ve done thing time
cannot erase,
I’ve seen too much and
envy the blind some days.
Chorus
I awoke one morn to a love
no more,
so I went and drank fire
‘til the world made sense
The 8th Devil of Kimon
stood at my door
And said walk with me and
make recompense
Side by side, we float
beneath the stars
Turned from the light,
breathing without pules
The 8th Devil
grinned and let go my hand
Alone I was in this hell
again
Alone I was
And so I ran
Chorus
