Listen, hear, he is inside
A thousand years that aren't mine
One who lives while others lie
I close my eyes and walk a thousand years One who loved what love denied
It seems he's near me as I walk
All these years cannot be mine
Tomorrow begat tomorrow
He lives these years that I walk blind Begat tomorrow Begat tomorrow
Rooms a thousand years wide
A thousand doors a thousand lies
He walks in the cold sun and wind All these years will not begin
Tomorrow begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrowBegat tomorrow.
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