Walking on the beach with your cuffs rolled up, they found you.
With your mobile off and your inbox full, what’s got into you?
There’s a turn-off up ahead
It’s a few good years and you’re dead.
Waiting for your bags at the carousel, they paged you.
Put your kid on the phone, “Daddy come home, I miss you”.
There’s a dreamscape opening up
It’s a feeling we’re all fucked.
And the palm fronds they wave to you
They haunt you in your sleep.
And the mermaids are singing too
The water’s cool and deep.
Stopped at the lights on the hot summer night it hit you.
There may well be no one left in the world to miss you.
It’s a long way to go back.
It’s a driveway heart attack.
And the Muezzin calls to you
He wakes you from your sleep.
And the sweat-drenched nightmares
Pin you by your feet.
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