R O O M A T H O U S A N D Y E A R S W I D E


listen, hear, he is inside
one who lives while others lie
i close my eyes and walk a thousand years
a thousand years that arent mine
hey
it seems he's near me as i walk
one who loved what love denied
he lives these years that i walk blind
all these years cannot be mine
tomorrow begat tomorrow
tomorrow begat tomorrow
tomorrow begat tomorrow
a thousand doors a thousand lies
rooms a thousand years wide
i walk in the cold sun and wind
all these years will not begin
tomorrow begat tomorrow
tomorrow begat tomorrow
tomorrow begat tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow begat
tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow



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