Lyrics

THE 100-YEAR FLOOD (Regret Theory)

Wind blown strong – try to steal my soul
It’s been a long time - since we rock and rolled
Dreaming of the days, I might spend with you

It’s a 100 year flood – 3rd time this week
Rode the river from Chicago down to Mozambique
That long black cloud tears half-across the state

Let it roll… on away
Can’t stop this train, anyway
Just let it roll, on a-way

Metal in my mind – begins to calcify
There’s a reason we live and a reason we die
From the east to the west - a rhythm and a rhyme

It’s the 100 year flood – 3rd time this week
It shook so hard – we were unable to speak
Prayers at the gates - hail Mary, it’s a Love Supreme!

Let it roll… on a-way
The river has turned to clay
Let it roll, on... away

Down in the valley – where you been so long?
Stuck inside a dream – it was our favorite song
Truth’s in the belly of a dragon that sleeps all day

It’s the 100 year flood – 3rd time this week
Water rising up above the mountain peak
Pennies from the fountain lost in silver skies of grey

Let it roll, on... away
Stripped clean by birds of prey
Just let it roll, on... away…

When the Ends don’t justify the means
When the dirt don’t justify the cleans
When the Kings don’t justify the Queens
… I’ll be gone

I’ll try to say it in some other way
I’ll try to hold on for another day
I know there’s got to be a price to pay
Before the dawn…

Let it roll, on... away
Speak now what you wish to say
But let it roll, on...away…