Listen, hear, he is inside One who lives while others lie I close my eyes and walk a thousand years A thousand years that aren't mine 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 Begat tomorrow Begat tomorrow A thousand doors a thousand lies Rooms a thousand years wide He walks in the cold sun and wind All these years will not begin Tomorrow begat tomorrow Begat tomorrow Begat tomorrow
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