The Flood

I wake up to the tolling of the bell

And I feel the water swell

It's been coming up, slowly rising

Hard to believe that it's not surprising

I've lost the foreground watching the horizon

The rising tide doesn't raise all boats

There are some of us who can't float

Some of us are working in the mud

Not being innocent don't make me guilty

You can't keep your hands clean when it's filthy

See the water dimmed with human blood

There's no justice drowning in the flood

I wake up as the light begins to bend

And I watch the night descend

After a dutiful lifetime of dreams

Trickling riches and muffled screams

The centre can't hold, it gyres to the extremes

The rising tide doesn't raise all boats

There are some of us who can't float

Some of us are working in the mud

Not being innocent don't make me guilty

You can't keep your hands clean when it's filthy

See the water dimmed with human blood

There's no justice drowning in the flood

The rising tide doesn't raise all boats

There are some of us who can't float

Some of us are working in the mud

Not being innocent don't make me guilty

You can't keep your hands clean when it's filthy

See the water dimmed with human blood

There's no justice drowning in the flood