Sting - Thousand Years
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*this melody played throughout verses
Fm
A thousand years, a thousand more
Bbsus2 Gm7sus4
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
Fm&Ab
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
Bbsus2&Db Gm7sus4
An endless turning stairway climbs To a tower of souls
Fm
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars
Bbsus2 Gm7sus4
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
Fm&Ab
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths
Bbsus2Db Gm7sus4
A million names but only one true face
Fm
A million roads, a million fears
Bbsus2 Gm7sus4
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
Fm&Ab
I could speak a million lies, a million songs
Bbsus2&Db Gm7sus4
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
Fm
But if there was a single truth, a single light
Bbsus2 Gm7sus4
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Fm&Ab
Then following this single point, this single flame
Bbsus2&Db Gm7sus4
This single haunted memory of your face
Fm Bbsus2 Gm7sus4
I still love you,
Fm Bbsus2 Gm7sus4
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 these mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
'Till you love me
Fm Bbsus2 Gmb5
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