The Drowned World

News just in, as news tends to be sure enough its bad news again The weather front that dominates our skyline Shows no signs of weakening, subsiding No place left to hide in, the high rises became grey concrete islands While the British tried smiling through You could see their tears fall through their waterproofs First to go were the power lines Communication became impossible, now panic drives Roads blocked, people left their rides Opted to barricade their locked doors and stayed inside Waiting for help is how most people died Polluted water and no food supplies Some made a break some made a so-called boat that snapped They all drowned no choked, clap clap As days swam I saw some flats collapse Hard to say if people stayed none emerged intact Sat there I watched detached without the strength to act It's impossible to see us ever turning back I'm still amazed at all the pain that awaits us Odds even placed on a lottery of saviours Hope for the breeze to come to bury me, see the life that I lead Look at the dream; look at the grey which once was green Open your eyes Deepest inside its greed, but you miss the point this is deserved Each time a tide runs the blood veins of London From Olympic Village East, runs an underwater marathon The rise is still apart under sun, climbing the walls Changing all ceilings to floors No discrimination it just drenches all The old poor, the new dead, the old rich, the new poor Start to question the why and the what for A need for a reason, a key for a door Playing to its symphony, thinking that I'm in too deep Knowing I can swim it but not knowing if it's meant to be What if I reach that terminal beach and find man's tracks A retreat to the peaks What If it holds life? My Sanity for Sanctuary Is that enough for me to up and leave this haunted balcony? Near to the edge, my soul begins to seep Shadow growing long A water world at feet A sail seen from the roof at night Navigates cold streets such a ghostly sight Is it a sign of life or just reflected light? See the mind plays tricks eyes try to fight I summon up enough strength to stand Cracked lips part to breathe their last breath on this dry land Then I'm off running like I missed my flight Called out screaming reached the ledge and dived Look at the dream; look at the grey which once was green Open your eyes Deepest inside its greed, but you miss the point this is deserved Look at the dream; look at the grey which once was green Open your eyes Deep down inside its greed, but you miss the point this is deserved These things I see Look at the dream; look at the grey which once was green Open your eyes Deep down inside its greed, but you miss the point this is deserved