Blown Away

Blown Away is featured in the first episode of Gage and Cat's fic, Glee: Don't Stop Believin'. It is sung by Fefe Kapsimalis as her audition song for the New Directions.

Lyrics
 Dry lightning cracks across the skies 

 Those storm clouds gather in her eyes 

 Her daddy was a mean old mister 

 Mama was an angel in the ground 

 The weather man called for a twister 

 She prayed blow it down 

 There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma 

 To wash the sins out of that house 

 There’s not enough wind in Oklahoma 

 To rip the nails out of the past 

 Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away, 

 Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away 

 'til there’s nothing left standing, 

 Nothing left of yesterday 

 Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away, 

 Blown away 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> She heard those sirens screaming out 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> She locked herself in the cellar 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Listened to the screaming of the wind 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Some people called it taking shelter 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> She called it sweet revenge 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away, 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> 'til there’s nothing left standing, 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Nothing left of yesterday 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away, 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Blown away 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> There’s not enough rain in Oklahoma 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> To wash the sins out of that house 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> There’s not enough wind in Oklahoma 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> To rip the nails out of the past 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Shatter every window 'til it’s all blown away 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> 'til there’s nothing left standing, 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Nothing left of yesterday 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away, 

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0pxHelvetica"> Blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away 

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