"700 Houses" lyrics

Looking out my window
What do I see?
Seven hundred houses
Scattered in front of me
Silence all around me
Deafening the air
Not a sign of anyone
I just had to stare

What is this madness?
My hopes and dreams and sins
All the signs that led me home
Are scattered to the winds
I'm searching for my friends
I'm shaking in my skin
Where have all of my saints gone?
Will they come marching in?

What can be done?
Another storm to overcome
What can be done?
What can be done?
Another storm to overcome, now

Let's pick up the pieces
From this tragedy
You and I must come to terms
With this reality
I'm lost, and I'm looking
My cities washed away
But you know that I'll be back
I'm coming back to stay

What can be done?
Another storm to overcome
What can be done?
What can be done?
Another storm to overcome, now

What can be done?
Another storm to overcome
What can be done?
What can be done?
Another storm to overcome, now