crackagen

pour me

little rivers from my hands

pool at the bottom of the stairs

my face

all the cities in my eyes

doves in the skies

ooh

the crackagen

the rain

water came from fathers eyes

he was made of stone

glorious

and watch as the curtain came down and wet the hungry rabbits

flooding the land

my heart

oh the twist of cruel cokeglen to bring me free

dry eyes by the sun the waters rise

dirt will crack again

dirt will crack again