Room A Thousand Years Wide
Written By: Chris Cornell
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
I figure Chirs Cornell is trying to talk about someone who is there but willnever provehe is there, must relyonthe beliefs of other...maybe god,maybe not.
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
I figure Chirs Cornell is trying to talk about someone who is there but willnever provehe is there, must relyonthe beliefs of other...maybe god,maybe not.
Was ripped from the brain of me....and Satan! at 9/10/2005 11:17:00 p.m.
3 Idiotic Remarks:
Hey man, just thought I'd leave a mention that isn't verbal that I want to enter the lyric "alyri" from Producer School for the Oligodendrolgliwhateverthefuck contest.
Plus I wanna play on it, perhaps piano, trombone or sax or something. C'mon PLEASE!
Were working on the you playing thing....If you can hook yourself up with a sax or trumpet or some kind of brass or woodwind instrument(or bells or anything like that) then I can pretty much say you ar garunteed a chance to play.
FAR OUT!
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