One day to remember where we come from,
The revolutions of joy and sorrow,
That spin the earth,
Make lives, take lives.
One week to look back and laugh,
Because though it hasn't been long,
It will soon be long,
And we'll be waving goodbye for the last time.
One month to find ourselves lost again,
For sitting here is getting old,
Watching the faces age and break,
But so be the shattering effects of life and time.
One year to find ourselves aging for the last time
The cycles of one life,
Become the end of one life,
But still the fantasy lives on.
Ten years to feel nostalgic,
Let the clouds take us down,
For the days were plenty,
But still we stood broken.
100 years for death to do us part,
We came, we left,
But is the world any less blind?
Or were all the moments just moments.
1000 years to watch the world crumble,
And realize life is inferior,
To what it could be,
To what it should be.
One million years and still only seconds have passed.
The revolutions of joy and sorrow,
That spin the earth,
Make lives, take lives.
One week to look back and laugh,
Because though it hasn't been long,
It will soon be long,
And we'll be waving goodbye for the last time.
One month to find ourselves lost again,
For sitting here is getting old,
Watching the faces age and break,
But so be the shattering effects of life and time.
One year to find ourselves aging for the last time
The cycles of one life,
Become the end of one life,
But still the fantasy lives on.
Ten years to feel nostalgic,
Let the clouds take us down,
For the days were plenty,
But still we stood broken.
100 years for death to do us part,
We came, we left,
But is the world any less blind?
Or were all the moments just moments.
1000 years to watch the world crumble,
And realize life is inferior,
To what it could be,
To what it should be.
One million years and still only seconds have passed.
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