The past comes upon you like smoke on the air
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You can smell it and find yourself gone
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To a place that you lived without worry or care
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Isn't that where we all once came from
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Green leaves and tall trees and stars overhead
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And the sound of the world through the screen
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But now you sleep with the covers pulled over your head
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And you never remember to dream
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You think you're just standing still
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One day you'll get up that hill
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In the age of miracles
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Is one on the way
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Greenland is melting, the west is on fire
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But don't ever stop praying for rain
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It's a curious place between hope and desire
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Different gods, but the prayer is the same
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And thousand-year storms seem to form on a breeze
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Drowning all living things in their paths
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And when a small southern town finds a rope in a tree
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We're all once again trapped in the past
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It seems we're just standing still
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One day we'll get up that hill
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In the age of miracles
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Is one on the way
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We can fly through space with the greatest of ease
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We can land in the dust of the moon
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We can transform our lives with the tap of the keys
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Still we can't shake this feeling of doom
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But I woke to find monks pouring into the streets
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Marching thousands strong into the rain
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Now if courage comes dressed in red robes and bare feet
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I will never be fearful again
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If I'm just standing still
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One day I'll get up that hill
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In the age of miracles, is one on the way
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Seems we're just standing still
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One day we'll ride up that hill
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In the age of miracles
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There's one on the way
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There's one on the way
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There's one on the way
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There's one on the way
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There's one on the way
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There's one on the way
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The Age Of Miracles
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| Mary Chapin Carpenter |
