Words no one could hear

Those words told the future

And now, now that the sounds have passed

You open your door and see for the first time

       A monument of steel and glass

       Darkened windows you drive past

       And you think that you're dying

       But you're being reborn

       And you think the world is ending

       But it's only just begun

On a windy plateau you survey the wreckage

Bits of dreams turned to dust

Though it breaks your heart you've got to move on

The old must make way for the new

       The broken forms of steel and glass

       Shattered windows that you pass

       And you think the world has ended

       But it's only just begun

       And you think that you're dying

       But you're being reborn

Cathedrals to the human spirit

Not every sentence is a masterpiece

Through the skylights they go

On the highways they grow

       Ancient towers that you drive past

       Windswept streets that you fly down

       The abandoned cities that you see on the map

       Rusting cars on the side of the street

       Overgrown highway system fades away again

       Spiderwebbing roads and walls and signs of what was there

       Trees are growing back and through the skylight they will go

       Not every sentence is a masterpiece but I'm figuring it out

       And you think the world has ended

       But it's only just begun

       And you think that you're dying

       But you're being reborn

And you think there's no hope now

But the good will come through