The birth, death, and resurrection of Jesus means that one day everything sad will come untrue.
The world has changed. I see it in the water. I feel it in the Earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, For none now live who remember it.
Great heart will not be denied.
Deeds will not be less valiant because they are unpraised.
Ultimately we've only got humanity to work with. It's only clay we've got.
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.