The Flood

A trashcan overflowing outside of a park, dirty diapers and gas station lighters as he thought About the ants in Pi, and Aronofsky near the ruins We dance with time, and step on it's toes he went through it In a past life watching her take pill after pill Thrill after thrill until the wind was still Tombstone god knows where nobody there But he can still smell her hair there's Something in the air and it's not air But you might as well send your senator a long list of your cares and not fairs It's not fear but he fears how they'll take it If it's not clear so he appears just before they break it How do you move a beach? One grain at a time Hand scrubbing with bleach, one stain at a time Just to find there are old secrets covering eyes When weakness is death, what's one little lie They applied waterproof tape to the foundation twice A thousand foot roll wrapped around their whole life Patched the gaps and the blemishes But behind the walls like fetishes there were cracks that they could never fix Due to a lack of evidence, it shined to some eyes Until a storm came that defied the design Started with a trickle, turned into a stream That fed into a river, that bled into their dreams Talking to the field and it was crying out Tweak a dial try it now They pled though they'd dread finding out When the fire's route surrounded their entire house Until it fed the fire's mouth They ran to denial doubt comfort Construed from the tongue of the shrewd Shroud shredded and left em confused Choking on the fumes in the nude until flesh became food While fools promised a garden would bloom from out the doom