Текст песни
It started slow with the rain at night,
Puddles grew where the streets lost light,
Brick by brick, the water climbed,
Till the city was claimed by the brine
Boats on corners, waves through doors,
Bodies drift on the cobblestone shores,
Every breath tastes like the sea,
And the flood takes all it sees
When the tide took Oakmont, it never let go,
Drowned the bells and the voices below,
Salt in the rafters, rot in the beams,
The flood stole our city, our lives, and our dreams
Churches sank 'neath the hungry swell,
Shadows moved where the deep things dwell,
Lanterns bob where the lampposts stood,
And the moon turns red as blood
The streets are rivers, the graves are wide,
No one escapes the undertide,
The sea has teeth, the sea has claws,
And the flood obeys no laws
When the tide took Oakmont, it never let go,
Drowned the bells and the voices below,
Salt in the rafters, rot in the beams,
The flood stole our city, our lives, and our dreams
No wall too high, no lock too strong,
The tide's been waiting all along,
It whispers loud in a voice of foam,
You belong to the deep - you'll never go home
When the tide took Oakmont, it never let go,
Drowned the bells and the voices below,
Salt in the rafters, rot in the beams,
The flood stole our city, our lives, and our dreams