The tears of the nation
Fell like rain
Until the lakes became seas
And the rivers poison
Until salt rime
Clogged every creek
Fell like rain
Until the lakes became seas
And the rivers poison
Until salt rime
Clogged every creek
So long as the people cried
They lived in their fears
They lived with their losses
Bemoaning the fate
Which had befallen them
Paralyzed with grief
Pix to Words 