A thousand years, a thousand more, A thousand times a million doors to eternity I may have lived a
thousand lives, a thousand times An endless turning stairway climbs To a tower of souls If it takes another thousand
years, a thousand wars, The towers rise to numberless floors in space I could shed another million tears, a million
breaths, A million names but only one truth to face
A million roads, a million fears A million suns, ten million
years of uncertainty I could speak a million lies, a million songs, A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance
of time But if there was a single truth, a single light A single thought, a singular touch of grace Then following
this single point , this single flame, The single haunted memory of your face
I still love you I still want
you A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves Like galaxies in my head
I may be numberless, I may be
innocent I may know many things, I may be ignorant Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands Or win this
world at cards and let it slip my hands I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times Reborn as fortune's child
to judge another's crimes Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief I've kept this single faith, I have but
one belief
I still love you I still want you A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves Like galaxies
in my head On and on the mysteries unwind themselves Eternities still unsaid
*excerpt from~A Thousand Years ~ by Sting*
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