the glass floor swallows you,

while the sun's wide open mouth

licks the water right off your face.

sure, you never asked to be clean

but you always needed it

we just had to show you.

don't worry.

i promise you'll be happy in the end.

cross my heart,

caus now you cannot die.

You can't catch

dry tears.

it was the darkest drought in history.

we knew we'd really messed up

when we started seeing clouds across the sky

for days and weeks on end,

but the most curious thing

is that it never rained.

they were like the steel cladding of a diving bell,

fit for this ever-sinking vessel we call earth.

and we were along for the ride.