Deluge

The stories that you told of all the things that you must flee and leave behind
Begins with broken promises and ends with all the things you couldn’t find
Repeating with conviction all the things you said that you could not believe
And acting like you never wanted all the things that you could not retrieve

Rush in and run away again
Just fleeing from the waters of the flood

Rush in and run away again
Just fleeing from the waters of the flood

The songs that you have sung are always encores in a never ending set
You fade in and out of tune like all the nursery rhymes that I could not forget
The melody reaches out and touches those who have never felt a sound
Touching at a distance all the harmonies following you around

Chorus

The portraits that you painted all are claiming that they cannot be a pipe
With an apple in your mouth it’s always difficult not to take a bite
Your canvases are broken and your signature is difficult to see
It’s like trying to separate the artist from their empathy

Chorus

The still life that you sculpted is a model of what cannot last the night
That everything is ending is a feeling that you just can’t fight
Dirt and water fall apart as do all the things that we admire
Leaving us with our loneliness and chasing all our empty desire

Chorus