Testo di The New Flood

The New Flood (The winterdays) Four weeks that rain is falling down, As if water would all drown. The springs of deep & the windows of heavens Were never stopped up, in all conscience ! Maybe God has forgotten His convenant ? It's the kind of surprise He could foment. It's bad stuff to feel this sadness around. Another guy for the "Needy Time" highway is bound. The downpour still falls from the skies, In that way wintertime dies. In this sad barren old Country, A man's already being crazy. Workin' hard to build a new ark, While the sky keeps on getting dark. But one day he'll get real true job, Then a rainbow up from the flood will bob. He'll get a real true job, Up from the flood he'll bob.