Lord, here comes the flood
We’ll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It’ll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you’re running dry
—– Peter Gabriel 1977
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As I drive through
ever rising waters
always on high alert
Always ready for the next
deep, dark, hole
filled to the brink
No time to think
No time for reflection
no point in redirection
Just keep moving
just keep doing
No matter how or when
in the end
My love will have to be
enough
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Blessed…
m(___)m
