Lyrics: 
All you peasants in the field
Put down your tools of steel and raise your eyes.
All you peasants in the field
Put down your tools of steel and raise your eyes.
In the wild grasses 
As he walks up to the masses
He ain’t high
Will you stop , look, listen
Or will you turn away and walk right bye. 
 
An alarm will sound in Zion,
Making heard a silent moan.
An alarm will sound in Zion,
Making heard a silent moan.
Releasing the arrows from their bows,
Piercing these hearts of stone

Chorus

Joy will flood the valleys,
And the earth will rise in song
Upon our tongue is a melody
Recalling the forgotten ones.

When the minds touch the hearts
The waters will flood downstream
When the minds touch the hearts
The waters will flood downstream
Giving sight to those who can’t see
Through open channels and a spirit of awakening


Peasants in the Field

Here to post my improvisational healing songs, poetry and meditations. Singing to myself helps me heal; I hope these tracks help others heal as well. Trees, mountains, hearts, stomachs. Trained as shiatsu massage therapist + healer. Available for tele-healing sessions. Sometimes psychic. Jewish & intent on reclaiming ancient wisdom.

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Peasants in the Field

Levi Robin