The windows turned to fishbowls
The city to seas
The cars were drowning underneath your feet
The children were swimming from the top of the trees
Crowds of umbrellas were staring in misbelief
Well Mary kept sewing
Holding on to her TV
Even if the water was rising past her knees
Here comes the river
Coming on strong
And you can't keep your head above these troubled waters
Here comes the river
Over the flames
Sometimes you got to burn to keep the storm away
Sometimes
Sometimes you got to just
Nobody told you that it was going to be this hard
Something's been building behind your eyes
You lost what you hold onto
You're losing control
There ain't any words in this world that are going to cure this pain
Sometimes it's going to fall down on your shoulders
But you're going to stand through it all
