Children of the Hurricane

In the rice fields down on the Gulf Coast
I was born in a town built around one road
Where you can still hear the ghost of Me and Bobby McGee
Not a care in the world, and not a thing to do
Just a speed trap and a middle school
The clouds were thick, but you could see the light comin' through

Sometimes the sky would turn green, and then the streets would turn brown
Waves of mud and anthills and debris on the ground
Six inches of water is just enough for your dreams to drown

You can have your pleasure if you can take the pain
Even in the sunshine, it can still rain
At the end of the day, we're all just children of the hurricane

Me and Keith, we'd ride through the woods to the street
The spokes of our spaceships catching bottlecaps and weeds
At night, we'd save the planet on his bedroom TV
In the middle school halls, we'd find the loves of our lives
And never say a word through all the butterflies
The next week, another angel would come and fill our eyes

They told us Julie died in a four-wheeler accident
We stared at the casket, leaning on each other for strength
We said a prayer in the schoolyard, asking God what it all meant

You can have your pleasure if you can take the pain
Even in the sunshine, it can still rain
At the end of the day, we're all just children of the hurricane

Yeah, you can have your pleasure if you can take the pain
Even in the sunshine, it can still rain
At the end of the day, we're all just children of the hurricane

Yeah, you can have your pleasure if you can take the pain
Even in the sunshine, it can still rain
At the end of the day, we're all just children of the hurricane
Children of the hurricane
Children of the hurricane