Joe Pug The Flood In Color
Clap of lightning
I awake
To a foot of water standing in my basement
It started rising
It took me under
The flood is coming
This is not history
Black and white now
In a perfect storm, there isn't any high ground
The end of childhood
The end of summer
The flood in color
They tried to warn me
I wouldn't listen
And now all at once I'm drowning in my kitchen
My legs are broken
From treading water
The flood is coming
The flood is coming
I tried to bargain
I tried to reason
But the sky was deaf and the rain was never ceasing
It's not some cheap thing
I can cover
The flood in color
The flood in color
So listen close now
I was dead wrong
To think that things could work themselves out in the long run
Pay attention
Heed the thunder
The flood is coming
The flood in color
