A Thousand Years Ago
Mike Pinto Lyrics

Some may say
There are those who may have a different opinion

The choice is ours
We have the power to choose our own path

Others seek advice while starin at the stars
Some seek guidance from the cosmos

Others fold their hands and pray and wait
Some have faith in a higher power and wait for their will to be done

Hoping that one momentous day
They hope for a singular, life-changing moment in the future

Their heaven will await
They hope for a positive outcome in their future

And those who hope through microscopes each day
There are scientists who rely on data gathered through microscopes to hope for a positive outcome

Say they know the answer but its only theory
Although these scientists think they have the answers, it is still only a theoretical idea

Was our fate set in stone
Was our destiny decided before we were even born?

A thousand years ago
Many years in the past, and the knowledge that has been passed down through generations may not be entirely accurate

There exists a girl halfway round the world who looks as lost as lost could be
Somewhere else in the world, there is a girl who is struggling to find her way

Who looks exhausted just like me
The struggle of life is exhausting, and it can affect people in similar ways

And she's been losing sleep over thoughts too deep to consume
Her worries and thoughts are too much for her to bear, and it's affecting her sleep

As she stares at the ceiling of her room
She's laying in bed, trying to make sense of everything that's been on her mind

And though she's trying so hard to make some sense about every little thing and each event that comes her way and now she's praying
She's doing her best to understand everything in her life, and now she's turning to prayer for guidance

Up into the sky where her god is waiting
Her god, however she perceives them, is waiting for her prayers

But is he really there to listen to her prayers
Her doubts stem from not knowing if her god is listening to her, or if they even exist at all

Or is he from a story
Is her god only a character from a fictional tale?

What do you believe is true in a world that's filled with lies
In a world where it's difficult to know what's true and what's not, what do you believe?

And who do you think painted the pictures that became our morning skies
Who or what is responsible for the beauty and wonder of nature?

Do you even think at all or are just another Materialistic fool or skeptic who counts their money just to see if they're alive
Are you consumed by material goods and monetary success or are you open to deeper thinking and reflection?

And are you alive
Are you truly living or just going through the motions?