Now The Flood Has Come

Birds of a feather,
perfecting the sum for their tree,
moments of clarity,
fathers and mothers find reasons to kick back first,
tears are not fading for knowing the circle is near,
what ever comfort it comes from the soil underneath,
though it's just dirt,
and if you think today's like any other day,
now the flood has come,
you'll take a risk and play like any other day with a happy end,
are these images ours?
are these images ours?
are these images ours?
breaking another universal prayer into pieces,
deeper in the might,
demanding an ending sounds easy,
but this might work,
and if you think today's like any other day,
now the flood has come,
you'll take a risk,
and play like any other day,
with a happy end,
are these images ours?
are these images ours,
are these images ours........