a thousand years
i'm saving all i'm not giving, but it's overflowing evaporating in the air, as i'm walking and no i'm not breathing, i'm not breathing only air, cuz it's filled with words once spoken, by people everywhere, and i can hear all the whispers, that have lived a thousand years, it just took me being open, for them to reach my eager ears, now they've reached my eager ears, and i hope i'll be ready when my life, when my life divides, when my life divides
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