Relics of the Tempest - Proto-Kaw

A stranger sight was never seen

Not a soul is heard — no voices, not a face is seen

All the ships have sailed, the flights are gone

There’s a house with the windows open.

and the TV’s on

They said they knew what’s coming

The experts all agreed

It will come on one fine morning — it’s guaranteed

There’s an empty store, and a vacant shop

And a baseball lies in stillness — in the parking lot

Newspaper blows, down a dusty street

And a billboard shows me a picture — something good to eat

They said they knew the reason

The experts all agreed

Life will manifest due season — it’s been decreed

The lights are dim and the sky is pale

When the day is done are there any left who can tell the tale

On a crimson sea, and a roaring wave

Their hearts would fail them now if they looked into the grave