Deserts of The Future
Documenting Desertification on Earth and Beyond
The machinery of the future
Was thickening my breath
Was thickening my breath
And well-predicted by computers
It would get us right to sleep
It would get us right to sleep
A dim light of strange hues
Opened my heavy eyes
Opened my heavy eyes
With reflections of the moons
That colored alien skies
That colored alien skies
Of Western looks and colors
The deserts looked like dreams
And no winter, no summers
Would forge nor life nor seas
The deserts looked like dreams
And no winter, no summers
Would forge nor life nor seas
