Night Flight

This is our moment
Here at the crossroads of time
We hope our children carry our dreams down the line
They are the vintage
What kind of life will they live?
Is this a curse or a blessing that we give?

Why are we so blind to fate?
Without compassion, there can be no end to hate
No end to sorrow caused by the same endless fears
Why can't we learn from all we've been through
After two thousand years?

And in the evening after the fire and the light
One thing is certain... Nothing can hold back the night
Time is relentless
And as the past disappears
We're on the verge of all things new
We are two thousand years

Two Thousand Years / Billy Joel