Moving to New Orleans


Open my eyes

See freedom in front of me,

Humidity and knowledge given for free.

I was the story of suburban man,

I was ignorance

I was in shadow

I did despair.

But knowledge is freely given

To those who seek it without fear.

And ignorance can be cured,

Once in darkness,

I now dwell in day.

Despair turns to understanding,

And my petty worries,

Superstitions and dogmas,

All may fade away.

 

New Orleans gives her knowledge,

To all those brave and open enough to seek it.

“This is what it means to live freely!”

Can’t you hear the city speak it?

 

In all her parades, her culture

The food, the music, the people.

New Orleans is an international Church

And the French Quarter is her steeple.

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