The flood barriers break
Tide after tide
Rushing down the sides of their faces
No reason to conceal them, no reason to hide
Let them stare
Let them think what they will
As we remember
The man aids did kill
The headache arrives
Like a frieght train
Bouncing off the walls of your mind
Filling it with pain
The pain persists
Sticks to the bitter end
A straight road
Till we turn the next bend.
