Oh half remembered house
Your roof is leaking
Ceilings bulging
Under their watery load
The walls
Are black with damp
I try
To wipe them clean
Down to the traces of
Drips and drops and
Drips and...
The flood has come
There's nothing can be done
Oh half-built house
All your windows
Are glassless
The stairs lost to water
The stairs lost to water
Nothing in my home
But steel buckets and sandbags
Still the water's coming in
The flood has come
There's nothing can be done
But fill my shoes with sand
And walk in sand-filled shoes
Across the flood...
Across the flood...
To walk in sand-filled shoes
Across the flood...
There must be
Some life of earth that is
Worth my time of day
I'm coming to find you
Won't you take my blues away?