The Age Of Miracles

The past comes upon you like smoke on the air

You can smell it and find yourself gone

To a place that you lived without worry or care

Isn't that where we all once came from

Green leaves and tall trees and stars overhead

And the sound of the world through the screen

Now you sleep with the covers pulled over your head

And you never remember to dream

You think you're just standing still

One day you'll get up that hill

In the age of miracles

There’s one on the way

Greenland is melting, the west is on fire

But don't ever stop praying for rain

It's a curious place between hope and desire

Different gods, but the prayer is the same

And thousand-year storms seem to form on a breeze

Drowning all living things in their paths

When a small southern town finds a rope in a tree

We're all once again trapped in the past

It seems we're just standing still

One day we'll get up that hill

In the age of miracles

There’s one on the way

We can fly through space with the greatest of ease

We can land in the dust of the moon

We can transform our lives with the tap of keys

Still we can't shake this feeling of doom

But I woke to find monks pouring into the streets

Marching thousands strong into the rain

Now if courage comes dressed in red robes and bare feet

I will never be fearful again

If I'm just standing still

One day I'll get up that hill

In the age of miracles

There’s one on the way

Seems we're just standing still

One day we'll ride up that hill

In the age of miracles

There's one on the way

There's one on the way

There's one on the way

There's one on the way

There's one on the way

There's one on the way