But not in vain?

In the magic of the moment
The breaking of the days
I swear to you I understood
All the ways you could not save.

I know the magic of the miracle
Doesn't cover the end of days
Jesus cured lepers, not leprosy,
And Heaven has cloudy days.

But even so I wish, I wonder,
For wonders like the past
For madness and for miracles
Though I know they never last.

For the story comes together
Even as we come undone
For our love and all your sorrow
The light of a thousand suns.

And in the darkness that follows
We can hear the mocking laughter
Of those you swore you could save
And the emptiness thereafter.