That day is gone.
The time is past
and all we’re doing
is what we should be thinking about.
Our heart is strong.
The hold is fast.
This sense we’re feeling
is what we've been dreaming about.
What’s done is done.
The chance is lost
and for all our dreaming
we'll live with our repenting doubt.
The course is run.
We’ve paid the cost.
The world we’re making
will not heed for unrelenting doubt.
So listen to what you’re sayin’,
believe it to be true
and little ever mention
how it was that you knew.
Because when you seek redemption
the truth will rarely, if ever,
side where the light shines upon you.
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