| You can see the water comin' outta the ground
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| You can see the foundation slipping down
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| And you can’t help but wonder how long it will be Before the restless ocean comes lapping to the branches of the trees
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| When the full moon pulls up a mighty tide
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| And there’s no place to run, a nd no place to hide
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| When the ghosts in the ocean turn up the sea
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| And the waves come crashin' over you and me I can see it comin', I can see it comin'
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| I can see it comin', I can see it comin'
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| In the distance is the gloom of the end of days
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| When the sun calls home its wandering rays
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| When all of the iron has gone to rust
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| And every living thing has turned to dust
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| There won’t be anyone left to float your boat
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| They all went to high ground while their vessels still float
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| They scream God’s will, but you know it’s a lie
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| By your own book it says by fire next time
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| The golden egg’s cracked open and there was nothing inside
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| Cast all dispersions, build a levy of lies
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| I can see it comin', I can see it comin'
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| I can see it comin', I can see it comin'
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| Bite down on the leather and close your eyes
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| There’s nothin' to be done that’ll turn the tide
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| The money in your eyes has left you blind
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| You’ll be the one drownin' when it’s swimmin' time
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| I can see it comin', I can see it comin'
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| I can see it comin', I can see it comin'
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| I can see it comin' |