New Orleans

No man is an island
 But I'm still trying
 Gone from those country comforts
 Long in the teeth you're losing
 And when you're walking the side streets
 Lit up like a pine tree
 It's never what you pictured
 Take all those dreams and wash them down
 Hey, New Orleans
 What do you think you see?
 That's so naive
 But will it come back to me?
 You've got to believe it
 When you can't see it
 On all those rusted ceilings
 Are the lights that light the way
 Hey, New Orleans
 What do you think you see?
 That's so naive
 But will it come back to me?
 My cypress heart
 Gets torn apart
 Each time I walk
 But if I stayed
 I could count the ways
 That it wouldn't work out
 Hey, New Orleans
 What do you think you see?
 That's so naive
 But will it come back to me?