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 but 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 is 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 and 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 you ll get up that hill in the age of miracles is 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 the 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 is one on the way it seems we re just standing still one day you 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