Can't help but to sing,

"I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in and stops my mind from wandering

where it will go

I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door and kept my mind from wandering
Where it will go
And it really doesn't matter
if I'm wrong
I'm right
where I belong
I'm right
where I belong."

Oh New Orleans. Take me back and let me help you!
NOLA Relief Trip. 01/2010