Marine Transgressions

In the midday you’ll hear summer groan
Of how she misses years of old
Her temperament’s been stretched so thin
Revealing signs of silent discontent
Yet you pretend she likes it like this

Don’t turn it down;
Let the oceans rise high forever
It’s drowning out
The sounds of everyone whispering to each other

About where we will go when it overflows

And I’m wondering…
How far from shore
Can we be sure
We won’t be the ones going under
For the others who stay afloat?

Don’t turn it down;
Let the oceans rise high forever
It’s drowning out
The sounds of everyone whispering to each other

About where we will go when it overflows