Flood Song
￼All the drunks under the freeway
￼are waiting for some flood to come around
￼and it’s so hard to keep my head above water
￼sometimes I just want to let go and drown
￼I live down where the river trash
Washes up all the way to street
￼and every once in a while I find something worth keeping
￼but I still ain't never found my feet

I never paid much mind to storm warnings
￼I say what's coming is coming all the same
￼and it’s a perk of living under the freeway
￼that you never get caught in the rain
￼my whole life they've been talking about the big one
￼but I never thought I'd see the day
￼when a tidal wave worthy of biblical remembrance
￼would come to wash this whole city away

￼and you can try to hold your own against it
￼you can stack them sandbags ten-high
￼I'll be floating down Main Street on a life raft
￼watching those barricades drift on by
They don't hide hope under that freeway
￼just one last stop on your way underground
No, I don't mind the thought of dying with the city
￼if we've all gotta drown
￼'cause there's a peace that comes with drowning
￼I think I read that once anyway
￼a rush of a thing called dimethyltryptamine
￼that comes right as your lungs give way

￼and you can try to hold your own against it
￼you can stack them sandbags ten-high
￼I'll be floating down Main Street on a life raft
￼watching those barricades drift on by