James Clive Scott - Dystope Lyrics

I know I said I'd call you
But things took a little longer than planned
Last thousand miles were nothing but smoke and drylands
Keep seeing these strange signs in the desert
Just painted wood numbers and symbols
31452 1618 I don't recognize the symbols looks like a whole other language
Your brother Jack never showed I don't think he made it
Think I'll try and find a drink and turn in for the night
Tell the kids... Tell the kids... i don't know
Just tell them I'll be home in a few days
Tell them I'll be home soon

In the last bitter hour
The closing of the day
I need some place clean and clear
Try and get my head on straight

Rushing headlong to God knows what
In a culture void of light
I need your arms around me now
I need your second sight

I remember you in a summer dress
Like a goddess in a green field of hay
It was the season when our innocence
Dried up and blew away