There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm
This line call back to themes discussed in "What Work Is" and more specifically the poem, "Fire". The connection arises aesthetically, and here the image of a man heading straight for the storm can be likened to the son from "Fire", who as a fire fighter heads directly into the fire storming in the mountains. However, even though the motifs here and setting are somewhat similar, they operate in each respective work in totally opposite ways. In "The Promised Land" this storm and twister thats going to ravage everything in sight, that will blow away both dreams and lies, is something the character embraces as a rebirth which he is dying to run into head first. In "Fire" the all encompassing fire which the son is working in to quell takes away his "sense of time and place" as he works nonstop.