Peace or Not

I feel like I’m living life with the mark of Cain,

Am I Abel to board the ark when it starts to rain,

No, uh... waters over my brain,

Noah, find me when the water drains,

That dove you sent came and made me his home,

perched on my chest because that’s where he found stone,

That’s how I found peace, I guess peace was too late,

He opened his beak and he picked at his plate.