Drought

Daylight comes and I’m still thirsty
Though I’ve drank the ocean dry
Wander barefoot on the sea bed
I still hear the sirens cry
I feel the earth cracks underfoot
As if my pain is understood
And the peeling glows still like holes
One’s for sorrow two for good
Stumble to my knees
Bagging for the drought to ease
I call on the rain
Call on the rain
Call on the rain
Call on the rain
I my sleep I dream of rivers
Rapids wash the salt away
But these lips are dry as deserts
Left to simmer in the day
Stumble to my knees
Bagging for the drought to ease
I call on the rain
Call on the rain
Call on the rain
Call on the rain