Thousand Years Ago

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 it's 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
Was our fate set in stone
A thousand years ago...