The Flood

I remember the day it came

Washed everything in a humbling blue

Highways and ferries the same

Drowned in the flood like the prayers we knew

And I lost all track of my time

And some other current much faster than mine

Took down the trees on the river

Like advice that would never be given

Lay back down with my eyes closed

I let all my air out of my nose

Let all the earth melt to glorious mud

Smiled for a while six feet under the flood

And I couldn't find my boots

The water, it was knee-high

So I lay in my bed

Stared out my window at the dry sky

And I woke up underneath

All that was humbled in blue

Realized I was more

More comfortable than my mother still

Laid back down with my eyes closed

I let all the air out of my nose

I let all my dirt melt to glorious mud

Smiled for a while six feet under the flood