Now the water's rising up.
City's in the sea.
Now the water's rising up.
Tide's over ten floors high.
Windows crack and burst.
Windows crack and burst.
Tide's over ten floors high.
From Brooklyn, I can't see Broadway.
And the ocean comes.
"It's coming," some say.
And the taxi horns, they sound like whale cries.
And I sing for you though the waters rise.
And I sing for you though the waters rise.
New York is drowning now.
Bubble as it falls.
Bubble as it falls.
New York is drowning now.
From Brooklyn, I can't see Broadway.
And the ocean comes.
"It's coming," some say.
And the taxi horns, they sound like whale cries.
And I sing for you though the waters rise.
And I sing for you though the waters rise.
Can you see the ocean curve"“"“wider than your dreams?
See the horizon smooth?
Sun settles down.