"Look, Pt. 2" lyrics

In Dallas plain-
A wide vector of thing
You call a big empty-
Warm, hovering in situ

And in this sand
An endless pain
Of judgment and self-
Reckoning
The same stiff air
All my life
Down

And through it all
You call my name
Welcoming

And, seeing me
You, divinity, call

A car engining
Dead Road
Slendering-
All alone, ride

You pull my arm
You, calling me
You suffer fate
And self-

And through it all
You call my name
Welcoming

You turn around
You're hollowing
You couldn't find me in the dark