Wyn Oran - The Flood Lyrics

Going on East won't happen
It's never quiet now
You sit listless by the window
And what's the point of a vow when it's
Evening

There are a thousand rivers here
Washing the walls white
See a rose go by, the pattern
Of beds, nuptial beds, goes
By

Oh so rise the waters
Oh I hear the waters
Oh so rise the waters

You see a young boy out there
Holding what he owns
And struggle with that strange offering
You see him, looking
Down

And then in the sky there comes the sound
Of all of our voices
Deaf to it with eyes closed
Your world goes
On

Oh so rise the waters
Oh I hear the waters
Oh so rise the waters
Oh I hear the flood