the night before the deluge and the world was young apple blossoms falling on everyone and the wild spinning of the silver moons and the poets swaying in the lilac blooms nah nah nah

the night before the deluge there were a billion seeds red fields of poppies mountains of bees rivers of dark honey in the perfumed breeze bays filled with oysters ten mile high trees

when you wake up underwater don’t you look at me do you know that you were given everything you need? nah nah nah

i can see the future

and i know the past and what you do to the good ones, babe really breaks my ass i’m not here to save you i’m not here to stay i’m only here to witness this mess and be on my way

and if you see me in the desert don’t you follow me and if you taste me in your water don’t you swallow me, nah nah nah

the night before the deluge i escaped the farm i slipped off the steeple and i broke my arm the night before the deluge I caught your eye and I tried to pull you into the whirling sky

and if you see me in the hallway don’t you laugh at me and if you see me in your bedroom