The Flood Songtext
von Old Heavy Hands

The flood waters rush in and drown out the day
Cleanse our sins, in a number of ways
There ain′t no place to run
And no place to hide
So dry those old tears
Right out your eyes

Tides rise and they fall
To pull back the veil
It ain't looking so good
Oh that sweet sulfur smell
There ain′t much left that's true
Blocks out our light
Running on fumes
When despair fills your eyes


Storms come and they go
The wind will always blow
Just tried to hold on tight
We'll make it on through this night

Flood waters surge in
Drowns out our days
Cleanse all our sins
In so many ways
There ain′t much left that′s true steals out our light
We keep running on fumes
When the swell fills your eyes

Storms come and they go
The wind will always blow
Just tried to hold on tight
We'll make it on through this night

Storms come and they go
The wind will always blow
Heard all the words that they say
The dark brings the brightest days