It’s flooding in Brooklyn and I don’t know what to do I’m just sitting here watching it climb and I’m thinking of you The water keeps rising past every mark that they drew I’m still high and completely dry but I’m thinking of you This distance is measured in miles I can count on one hand but the gap feels a lot like the ocean when you’re stuck on dry land It’s flooding in Brooklyn and the streets disappear in the blue I’m still high and completely dry but I’m thinking of you I’ve checked every number I’ve watched every gauge turn to red I’m still dry while the water takes everything and I’m thinking of you It’s flooding in Brooklyn and I don’t know what to do I’m just sitting here watching it climb and I’m thinking of you
