Oakridge
Title Submitted By: The Boothe Family
Their comment included this bit about a woman who survived the fire:
…Ruth Kamke, 84, had noticed the glow in the sky late Friday night and immediately started gathering her belongings — clothes, cash and her husband’s ashes — and packing them into her 1973 mint-condition yellow-and-black Camaro. As she worked, the power flickered off and on. She used her cane to get around.
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Oakridge Lyrics
Hold on, hold on tight
Pray, oh pray all night
Little red embers of light
Shining like stars in the sky
Blazing breezes, they blow
From the south and the east as they glow
I want to believe in a God who will save
But the breath of the devil is blowing my way
So fly with the ashes
Fly far from here
Look back and watch
A whole life disappear
84 years
All of it gone, baby gone
Where now, oh where is my rest
Lift, oh lift up your head
Hope is a drop in the oceans of doubt
But it catches like fire and it won’t be put out
So fly with the ashes
Fly far from here
Look back and see
Your whole life disappear
84 years
All of it gone, baby gone
Rain down
Won’t you rain down
Send your rain down
Won’t you send your rain down
{ 8 comments… read them below or add one }
Favorite lyrics:
“I want to believe in a God who will save
But the breath of the devil is blowing my way”
Another nicely done one!
this has a faint “lean on me” and hymn feel. i really like it.
Amazing… LOVE it!
Oh yes, and for those who have or will ask, here is the story that so moved me to request this tribute from our dear and loved one here:
In Sylmar, an entire community goes up in flames
Of Oakridge’s 600 mobile homes, 501 were destroyed and at least 40 were badly damaged. Even firefighters were forced to leave as the flames grew so intense, they burned fire hoses into the cement.
By Louis Sahagun James Wagner and Jason Song
November 16, 2008
“Prepare yourselves for the worst,” Los Angeles Fire Department Capt. Steve Ruda told the crowd of frightened, exhausted people who had been evacuated early Saturday from Sylmar’s Oakridge Mobile Home Park. “I don’t have good news.”
As some of the 200 evacuees wept nearby, Ruda held up a charred, tattered flag. “Let this American flag be a sign of hope,” he said, choking up…”
Link to article from Los Angelas Times
Wow Flo. I made it just about three words in before tearing up. You have done beautifully. Thank you so much for inviting us (your family friends and fans) to take an active roll in suggesting events or topics for your songs. I am sure the lovely woman who lived these words would be honored by your tribute. Bless you Flo Paris-Oakes.
Bless you and your dear loving family.
Steven, Linda, Eliana, and Liliana Boothe
ooooh, miss flo you are good!
You sound beautiful! Nice arrangement! Sad words! Was that a true story?
Nice.
In so many ways.
Imagery – melody – simple accompaniment… Rhymes… Nice.