In the Year 3000

Was the best of times Was the worst of times The pillars all a-shake And I sang no godly anthems And I hummed no proper prayers My Lord I have a vision It feels so right, it's true It fills me with decision Prevents me from abuse My Lord I'm making history Though I won't live that long Won't know if I've forsaken What was mine all along Was the best of times Was the worst of times Revolts against revolts against revolts I revised these lines a hundred times And my birth a million more My Lord I have a vision It feels so right, it's good It fills me with derision I'd kill you if I could My Lord I'm making history Though I won't live that long Have I too been forsaken Did I really have a choice? Was the best of times Was the worst of times If only I'd live that long Was the best of times Was the worst of times I hope I won't live that long