The Flood
The sea is calm, the world is new
Onley horizons in my view
No sign of sails, no company
Floating around in my own debrie
Cause every problem that i kept in my mind
Where building up in this great flood over time
The pressure built so silently, it was breaking down
A question smaller the a drop of morning rain
Felt like a downpour witch my head could not contain
The pressure built so silently, it was breaking down
I'm sending out my only down
As a prayer to my God above
Haven't seen land in a few months
But in this olive branch there is still hope
Writer/s: Oskar Nordbø
