Thanks Hales!

The atlantic was born today
And i'll tell you how:
The clouds above opened up
And let it out.
I was standing on the surface
Of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean,
Making islands where no island should go.
Oh no.
Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps
Crossing flood lands to your door
Have been silenced forever more.
The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no.
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
So come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Transatlanticism - Death Cab for Cutie