Love I found a flood
The flood was deep and wide
It stretched over the back streets
Out to the countryside
The flood was dark and wet
Chilled my legs to the bone
My feet swelled in my shoes
Tripping on the bracken overgrown
Love I found a flood
Love I found a flood
It trampled all the grass
It swept the debris from the stone
And cut off the underpass
The flood split all the seams
Of the fattened river's banks
And in its putrid water
The wrigglers writhed and stank
Mosquitos as big as Fairlanes
Hovered there above
Worms swung from the streetlights
Safe from the water spiders' arms
Oh love I found a flood
Love I found a flood
What a flood it had become
Its' fingers stretched across my spine
Slowly blocking out the sun
But you don't see the flood
Do you my old friend
You don't feel the dankness rising
Or see the path's eroded end
You don't see the city streets
Shrivelled to a husk
But my love you'll never see
The beauty of the dusk
When the flood is lit like coloured glass
Lying peacefully and still
As it covers all the ugliness
Of the city's darker will
When it reflects clouds and handsome birds
And old souls flying by
You asked me why I love the flood
And that my friend is why
Oh love I found a flood
You see the flood is both these things
The darkness and the good
The flood is all around us friend
I wish you understood
The flood was deep and wide
It stretched over the back streets
Out to the countryside
The flood was dark and wet
Chilled my legs to the bone
My feet swelled in my shoes
Tripping on the bracken overgrown
Love I found a flood
Love I found a flood
It trampled all the grass
It swept the debris from the stone
And cut off the underpass
The flood split all the seams
Of the fattened river's banks
And in its putrid water
The wrigglers writhed and stank
Mosquitos as big as Fairlanes
Hovered there above
Worms swung from the streetlights
Safe from the water spiders' arms
Oh love I found a flood
Love I found a flood
What a flood it had become
Its' fingers stretched across my spine
Slowly blocking out the sun
But you don't see the flood
Do you my old friend
You don't feel the dankness rising
Or see the path's eroded end
You don't see the city streets
Shrivelled to a husk
But my love you'll never see
The beauty of the dusk
When the flood is lit like coloured glass
Lying peacefully and still
As it covers all the ugliness
Of the city's darker will
When it reflects clouds and handsome birds
And old souls flying by
You asked me why I love the flood
And that my friend is why
Oh love I found a flood
You see the flood is both these things
The darkness and the good
The flood is all around us friend
I wish you understood