Flood

We know, we know, we know, we know
We know, we know, we know, we know
We know, we know, we know, we know
We know, we know, we know, we know
We know, we know, we know, we know
We know, we know, we know, we know
We know, we know, we know, we know
We know, we know, we know, we know
I’ve been floating so high
No I’m not coming down
I’ve been floating so high
No I’m not coming down
Into the present
Into the presence
There’s gonna be a flood
Nowhere to run
To sink way below
My conscience a floor
Said there’s gonna be a flood
Nowhere to run to
You’ll sink way below
Your conscience a hole
The key that I hold
If I won’t let go
Then what do I know?
Then what do I know?
What do I know?
What do I, know?