To look beyond where we are
Is no more than foolish hope
Are we such gods to know our fate
Or mere vessels of blood and bone
Are we so rich that we disregard
These treasures at our feet
To vanish from our minds and hearts
To become what could have been
The future light shines oh so bright
Our gaze transfixed upon its glare
Blinded by its magnificent light
The present fades without a care
As we ignore the lessons we\'re taught
We think we are the sculptor of our fate
As we search for greener pastures
And so ignore the beauty at our gate