Revisionism

Not of space and not of time It occupies my mind Mages told me how The bride has made the vow Are these thoughts my own Or yours Writing on a tree The greatest eulogy Of our love From the earth was made The water washed away My passion My flame And I mourned Lord let the spirit guide The heart of man We've waited on an answer God write the future That our present aims to be The prophecy Had made me weep I see the dream come true Waiting for a sign A vision to the blind We're not left behind Since birth Lord let the spirit guide The heart of man We've waited on an answer God write the future That our present aims to be So pay respects To final breaths Ignore the mess And move on Didn't think I could But something in me stood And then saw this good On the earth Lord let the spirit guide The heart of man We've waited on an answer God write the future That our present aims to be Are we irredeemable Just making homes in history God write the future That our present aims to be