ABroken people get recycled
And I hope that I will sometimes be thrown over pathways
What I thought was my way Dmhome
I'm not afraid of changing
I'm certain nothing's certain
What we are becomes our prison
My possessions will be Dmgone
Back to where they came Afrom
Here comes the flood a-gain
ASee the rock that you hold onto
When the earth begins to crumble
Why do you feel you have to Dmhold on
Here comes the flood a-gain
AWash a-Dm7way the Fweight that Em7pulls you Adown
F#mRide the Fwaves that Dm7free Em7from the Adark
It's easy to be-Dlieve them
That Em7you can leave your Aprison
It's not always Flistening
And Em7feel the ancient Arhythm
It's easy to be-Dlieve them
That Em7you can leave your Aprison
Here comes the flood a-gain