The World to Come

i lost a decade to the mourning

i rolled the windows down at night

now there's a new horizon dawning

streetlamps flicker out before first light

it's getting bluer by the hour

mist on the window to begin

fog blinds the hills and in the basin

every palm tree bends in the western wind

in the world to come, just like this one

no pain, no fire, no fear

the sky is white, the roads are empty

almost a quiet but not quite

union pacific like a dovesong

a broken day, a paradise

i ask for calm before the heat descends

hoping for then to be now soon

behind closed eyes i greet the sunfall

in the world to come, just like this one

no pain, no fire, no fear

stories we tell and tell again

for it is now as it has always been

water, fire, fear, and fame

santa anas ring the windchimes

eroding all that might remain

in the world to come, just like this one

no pain, no fire, no fear

you're here