Got so weary of bein' nothin', Felt so dreary just doin' nothin' Didn't care ever gettin' nothin', felt so low Now my eyes on the far horizon can see a glow Announcin' things ain't what they used to be. No use bein' a doubtin' Thomas, No ignorin' that rosy promise; Now I know there's a happy story yet to come. It's the dawn of a day of glory: millennium I tell you things ain't what they used to be.