A Quartret

Voice from the Radio: "There's going to be a major storm, here, Dan.
Quite for some time."
Dan: "I know"
Voice from the Radio: "Get out of the way, get out of the water."
Dan: "It should not be tough..."
Voice from the Radio: "There's nothing like it you've seen before. Just drive home."
Dan: "Where do you think I am going."


"Take it here... and Take it from here"
She looks up
She looks around
"Rise to Fall... fall to rise... right out of here"
She turns in
She turns around

The warnings from apart the Chaos
He steps up for Deliverance
Loses the Map
And she takes him in, further in inside her
Out of the world, out of the orbit
The warnings are now a part of the Chaos

Dissovling further in, he remembered
What he'd waited for, scared in his own mind
A dry patch of land, salty even without his tears
He waited, at moonrise and sunset, every one of them
To flow in her direction, if and when she showed up
Death forming in, he remembered