We live in a world of artificial light
ignoring the sun, though it still shines bright.
We say we are invincible,
we are self-made men,
but when the lights grow dim,
what will we do then?
Will we quit worshiping Stars,
and admit our need for the Son,
Or continue on till our bodies are done?
Will we parade around,
blind leading blind
till our bodies become nothing but dust and grime?
Or will we see there is more to life;
there is freedom to be had
if we simply strive.
This is the cry of a people
who live for the time when the future becomes present
and the past goes away.
Our cry is simple,
we ask but one thing:
Live a life worth living,
live every second well,
waste no time
and then there will be stories to tell.
the future starts tomorrow,
but you,
start living today.
