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. 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. I walk in the cold sun and wind. All these years will not begin. Tomorrow begat tomorrow. Begat tomorrow. Begat tomorrow