[Verse 1]
If I could see 2000 years ago
Travel back in time and walk in the
Day when just one man turned this world upside down
[Verse 2]
If I could be a guest at the wedding, and
Taste the wine that was water moments before
Would I realize what was really in store
That there would be so much more
[Chorus]
Would I fall down and worship?
Leave all that I treasured behind?
For a chance to be closer
To the Man who might
Be the One who saves my life?
[Verse 3]
If I hear His voice call to Lazarus
Stand and stare as my friend stumbles out of the tomb
Witness blind men see their first morning sky
Would I believe what He says to be true
[Verse 4]
If I was there the night soldiers took Him away
Would I flee the scene like most of His friends
Then watch on the cross what I thought was the end
What would I do then
[Chorus]
Would I fall down and worship?
Leave all that I treasured behind?
For a chance to be closer
To the Man who might
Be the One who saves my life?
[Bridge]
And what would it be like
After three days gone by
Would I believe what they said
Or wanna see with my own eyes
Put my hand on the scars
Only then realize
My Lord, my God, alive
[Chorus]
Will I fall down and worship?
Leave all that I treasure behind?
For a chance to be closer
'Cause He is still alive
And the One who saves my life!
2000 Years
Song Meaning
Travis Cottrell opens "2000 Years" imagining presence rather than describing belief — "if I could see 2000 years ago, travel back in time and walk in the day when just one man turned this world upside down" — treating the distance between then and now as the actual obstacle to conviction.
"If I could be a guest at the wedding, and taste the wine that was water moments before, would I realize what was really in store" keeps the imagined scenes specific and small rather than sweeping, and the chorus's repeated question, "would I fall down and worship? Leave all that I treasured behind?" refuses to assume the answer is obviously yes.
"If I hear His voice call to Lazarus, stand and stare as my friend stumbles out of the tomb" raises the stakes without resolving the doubt, and "if I was there the night soldiers took Him away, would I flee the scene like most of His friends" admits the more uncomfortable possibility directly. "Put my hand on the scars, only then realize, my Lord, my God, alive" borrows Thomas's own moment of touch, and the final chorus quietly shifts its verb from "would" to "will," turning an imagined ancient scene into a present, standing question.