In the Flood

We want to bring those good times back, the best that we recall

But the old memories, they get the best of me, and the reality begins to call

In a world with a digital well, where old commitments go to die

If we get thrown in, will it underpin the space where we reside

Undressed when the action divides, so cleanly from the song

When the sexual becomes conceptual, is it living proof we're loving all wrong

In the thick of a quickening flood, that collapses us all down to one

We could distill it, separate and then kill it, but in time we'd be remembered by no one

Keep up, stay down

Move through, look around