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If I caught all the tears I have shed about you

and let them fall into a cup

the cup would be full in and hour or so

it would spill over and splash on to my hands

and run down my arms on to my feet

and it would fill up my room

to the point I might drown



So I opened the door

and they rolled down the stairs

and it filled up the house

and the windows gave in from the pressure they felt

and the tears poured out

and ran down the streets

and filled up the lawn

and drowned all the flowers



It rose up so high that the cars disappeared

and people camped out on the top of their houses

and took row boats to work

and they screamed and they shouted



They thought they went mad cause they could not remember

A single raindrop that fell that September

They searched for the reason

They searched for the cause



When they saw me they said “It’s okay, please don’t cry, we’ll find out why it happened this way”

I wanted to tell them

I wanted them to know

the cause of the flood you created