You call it promised Because you feel you were denied //The technology evolved too fast. Became hostile. Our optimism became fear. And rightfully so.// But all along The vow was not to us, instead from us //You know deep down it will take more time than this. More time than you or I have. That has never changed.// It's not our individual reward to reap. It never was. If it was ever an oath, then it was to those we will never know. //And there's still much time left to keep it. Yet so much work left to do. And it depends on you.// Or will you show them a new kind of optimism? The kind forced upon you, even if it's all you have left? The power of the human spirit to create, to long, to fight for a better future, despite it all? Even when you've seen how things really are? Especially when you've seen how things are becoming. Will you keep your promise?