Some may say

The choice is ours

Others seek advice while starin at the stars

Others fold their hands and pray and wait

Hoping that one momentous day

Their heaven will await

And those who hope through microscopes each day

Say they know the answer but its only theory

Was our fate set in stone

A thousand years ago




There exists a girl halfway round the world who looks as lost as lost could be

Who looks exhausted just like me

And she's been losing sleep over thoughts too deep to consume

As she stares at the ceiling of her room

And though she's trying so hard to make some sense about

Every little thing and each event that

Comes her way and now she's praying

Up into the sky where her god is waiting

But is he really there to listen to her prayers

Or is he from a story

A thousand years ago




What do you believe is true

in a world that's filled with lies

And who do you think painted the pictures that became our morning skies

Do you even think at all or are just another

Materialistic fool or skeptic

who counts their money just to see if they're alive

And are you alive




Some may say

The choice is ours

Others seek advice while starin at the stars

Others fold their hands and pray and wait

Hoping that one momentous day

They're heaven will await

And those who hope through microscopes each day

Say they know the answer but its only theory

Was our fate set in stone

A thousand years ago
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by GUI