eliza gilkyson
is it like today?
Many years ago he looked out through a glass-less window. All that he could see was Babylon. Beautiful green fields and dreams, And learn to measure the stars. But there was a worry in his heart.  He said, How could it come to this? I'm really worried about living. How could it come to this? Yeah I really want to know about this. Is it like today?  Then there came a day. It moved out 'cross the Mediterranean. Came to western isles and the freak young men. And with their silver beards they laughed At the unknown universe. They could sit and guess God's name.  But they said, How could it come to this? We're really worried about living. How could it come to this. Yeah, we really want to know about this. Is it like today?  Then there followed days of Kings, Empires and revolution. Blood just looks the same when you open the veins. But sometimes it was faith, power or reason as the cornerstone. But the furrowed brow has never left his face.  He said, How could it come to this? We've been living in a landslide! How could it come to this? Yeah, we really want to know about this. Is it like today?  Then there came a day, man packed up, Flew off from the planet. He went to the moon, Now he's out in space, Hey, fixing all the problems. He comes face to face with God.  How could it come to this? I'm really worried 'bout my creation. How did it comes to this? You 're really killing me, you know. It isn't just today? Is it like today? Is it like today? Bang!