Michael Woodhead

SEVENTH DIMENSION OF TIME

Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1968, 2020

What is this sound that I hear
What is this thing called a tear
Nameless phantoms floating by
I can hear sweet voices cry
From the seventh dimension of time

What is this spectre I see
Who is that calling to me
Sightless, dead forms gliding through
The hours and years and long nights, too
In the seventh dimension of time

I'm no novice to Time
It's no stranger to me
I have lived with it all of my life

What is this thing that I feel
Can it be that it is so real
Hungry, lecherous, hovering forms
Things that creep and things that swarm
In the seventh dimension of time

What is this thing that I see
Who is that calling to me
Soundless sounds do issue forth
East is west and south is north
In the seventh dimension of time

I'm no novice to Time
It's no stranger to me
I have lived with it all of my life

I'm no novice to Time
It's no stranger to me
I have lived with it all of my life


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