Swallowing pilings in the harbor Erasing sand down at the shore Sealing the airways in the tunnels The water's rising up And the reckoning is patient A total saturation Of field and home Absent of pity or emotion The water bleeds across the floor You can gather what you will in ragged desperation It doesn't matter when the rain begins to pour Beyond all calculation The flood is waiting I'm singing out across the decades Strapped to remember what I can I will sing a warning Like a beacon in the morning All accounts are settled when the water takes the land Like tidal modulation when the moon is full There is a gravitation to the water's pull A story of creation running on in reverse