Lloyd: And so Jacqueline and Thomas step out into a city lain to waste. Everyone in sight is swaying mindlessly to the hypnotic song of the dead. The only sane people they find are Constance and her father John who look happy and serene. Having not seen each other in years, John and Jackie, brother and sister reunite.
John: We never call on birthdays
Jackie: The haze and roads forgotten The lost left, wave behind
John: I know, i know we were never all that close We never talked, just pleasantries and lines
Jackie: We never call on birthdays
You lost her
John: You lost her
Jackie: And i’m so sorry
John: I’m so sorry The hole goes
Jackie: So far down
John: It’s true, it’s true, you had a language i never knew
Jackie: You were always kind, when it really counts
John: We never call on birthdays
Jackie: You’re there at the beginning
John: Then gone as, as we live our lives
Jackie: I know, i know, i couldn’t be what you needed most
John: You were always kind in the darkest of times
Jackie and John: We never call on birthdays
Thomas: Constance i am truly glad we found you
Constance: I’m glad they let you go, they were wrong Everyone’s obsessed with control and dominance
Thomas: How have you survived up here so long?
Constance: We walked and we talked and we We walked my father and me
Thomas: You strolled about in this… in this apocalypse?
Constance: We walked and we talked so long
Thomas: Why haven’t you succumbed to this song?
Constance: It’s like a noisy tale with hooks and dreams in which i do not care to be
John: The city is lost it’s time to retreat Soon all will sccumb to this plague you’ve unleashed At least we’re together, now that it’s done The only thing for us, we all now must run
Jacqueline: Because we’ve been possessed we are immune John’s been mutilated, reconstructed so he’s safe but Constance there’s no reason why for you
There’s something in your eye, something happened this last night That changed you in some way i cannot tell But i have doomed them all i have caused this city’s fall And all that’s left to do is run
Thomas: Run, run and taste the rain, run from mistakes you’ve made Run, run away
Constance: We will not be running
Thomas: Constance don’t go near him, if you hear you’ll disappear then…