Another World (preliminary rough mix)

Michael Levy


The heat rose off the tarmac as the wheat fields lay down slow

Yielding an empty harvest with their fall

We saw the ice give in from our windows on the wing

Never thought our home would look so small



Helpless sky

As our hungers [3rd X: numbers] were unfurled

Beautiful one, in the darkness

You will become another world


90 days and 90 nights, a winter without rain

In a dream, the ocean takes the lawn

Far away an island suffers, far away they flee

Sprinklers hiss a warning in the dawn





At the point where tragedy meets mystery

On the edge where hope remains in view

Human spirits on the mountainside try

To bring another world

To bring another world, before this one’s through



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