Years before an ocean stretched over this sand-dune sea and shipwreck left the last of them stranded    Left in a wasteland as the miles of water rained upwards towards the clouds   It took some time but the hissing wind became their solace   As the flesh was picked from their sun-bleached bones    They found love and tranquility like they had never known before   As the flesh was picked from their sun-bleached bones    They found love and tranquility like they had never known before   And the script ends with no resolution;   A denouement slowly melting through time and space into itself again