Runoff

Falling, falling down to you
In this deluge of desire
Rainswept roads and changing modes
Bring us closer to the fire

Falling, falling from this place
See those angels in the sky
Not today, they fly away
Saw the teardrops in your eyes

Wooden ships flow blindly in the runoff
Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea
Paper sails dissolve into the runoff
Ripped from masts made from broken family trees

Wooden ships flow blindly in the runoff
Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea
Paper sails dissolve into the runoff
Ripped from masts made from broken family trees



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Earnest
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