Future Fantasy

The future looks bleak
If that's the future you seek
Our chances of survival seem slim,
If you're feeling particularly grim.

What you see
is what you
believe.

No matter how naïve
No matter how cynical
No matter how exalted the ideal

The future looks bright
if you put it in the right light
We'll rise above our flaws
No more need for human laws

What you believe
is what you
see.

No matter the illusion it might be
No matter the fragments of truth it holds
No matter the beauty of the ideal

Through our fantasy
we confine our reality
But if we try to see
Reality frees our fantasy.