The Miracle Comes
Somewhere in the hemisphere
People far away from here
Are living right for the first time
But you say, "even in our own hometown
Still a million ways to be kept down
hard to feel too proud"
Salvation seems so far from here
Maybe we'll come back next year
See if everything turned out fine
You say, "nothing ever changes here
Still caught up in the same old fears
Always born at the wrong time"
I say, "If you think in terms of centuries
For so much of humanity
Every generation is a bright line"
But is my faith just vanity
A prayer against calamities
Coming at us from every side
When the miracle comes
And drags our dirty world into the light
Will there be enough love to go round to us all?
When the miracle comes
Will we find out we waited way too long
To burn it down and build it up?
Burn it down, build it up
A dust bowl don't discriminate
The earthquakes never separate
The saints from the sinners
The saints from the sinners
When the miracle comes
And drags our dirty world into the light
Will there be enough love to go around to us all?
When the miracle comes
Will we find out we waited way too long
To burn it down and build it up?
Burn it down, build it up
Burn it down, build it up
Burn it down, build it up
Burn it down, build it up, yeah
When the miracle comes
Will we find out we waited way too long
To burn it down and build it up
Build it up
Build it up
People far away from here
Are living right for the first time
But you say, "even in our own hometown
Still a million ways to be kept down
hard to feel too proud"
Salvation seems so far from here
Maybe we'll come back next year
See if everything turned out fine
You say, "nothing ever changes here
Still caught up in the same old fears
Always born at the wrong time"
I say, "If you think in terms of centuries
For so much of humanity
Every generation is a bright line"
But is my faith just vanity
A prayer against calamities
Coming at us from every side
When the miracle comes
And drags our dirty world into the light
Will there be enough love to go round to us all?
When the miracle comes
Will we find out we waited way too long
To burn it down and build it up?
Burn it down, build it up
A dust bowl don't discriminate
The earthquakes never separate
The saints from the sinners
The saints from the sinners
When the miracle comes
And drags our dirty world into the light
Will there be enough love to go around to us all?
When the miracle comes
Will we find out we waited way too long
To burn it down and build it up?
Burn it down, build it up
Burn it down, build it up
Burn it down, build it up
Burn it down, build it up, yeah
When the miracle comes
Will we find out we waited way too long
To burn it down and build it up
Build it up
Build it up
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Hashemi
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