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Last Chance for a Thousand Years: Greatest Hits from the 90's (Dwight Yoakam) · A Thousand Years (Matt McAndrew) · A Thousand Years (A Thousand Years) · Weeping of a Thousand Years (Deinonychus) · A Thousand Years (Christina Perri) · A Day & A Thousand Years (Walls of Jericho) · A Day & A Thousand Years (Walls of Jericho) · A Thousand Years of Peace (Nenad Bach) · Thousand Yen Jazz: Best (McCoy Tyner) · A Thousand Suns (Linkin Park) – and 90 other albums »


I don't think any Christmas album would be complete
Without telling, in song, the most beautiful and inspiring story ever told
The story
1000 dreamers, trust in the prophecies
Born in their fantasies

Babylon, Babylon
1000 nights in my world of dreams
1000 years in my memories
the end
The end of the world
For five thousand years
You must surely have heard
Nostradamus and Jesus and Buddah and Me
We said it was coming
Now just wait
I walk the streets by day, I never know quite what to say 
It doesn't matter anyway 
Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces,
I walk the streets by day
I never know quite what to say
It doesn't matter anyway

Man of a 1000 faces, man of a 1000 faces
Man of a 1000 faces,
the water's edge

Woman of a thousand years
He waits to see you 

You may be seen up in the sky
And from the land
Or floating by, a fisherman's day
light-years side to side;
It bulges in the middle sixteen thousand light-years thick,
But out by us it's just three thousand light-years wide.
We're thirty
light-years side to side;
It bulges in the middle sixteen thousand light-years thick,
But out by us it's just three thousand light-years wide.
We're thirty
Turn your watch, turn your watch back,
about a hundred thousand years.
A hundred thousand years. 
I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet
Turn your watch, turn your watch back,
about a hundred thousand years.
A hundred thousand years. 
I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet
Musty fusty yet so crystal clear 

The non commercial set is now here 

Brought to you by the will of positve people 

K are S plus One equals
1000 dark years from time has died
1000 stars are passing by
We have to go a 1000 Oceans wide
1000 times against an endless tide
We'll be free
pass issued by state or military prop 
The year of our lord two thousand
Hysteria of music 
The war will become a single machine 
Then is a story
As we approach the current time frame of 1997
With approximately two and a half years before the year two thousand
Repeatedly it has been reported
Turn your watch, turn your watch back
About a hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand years

I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet you
Good evening Ladies and Gentleman I'm Niah Pitson I'm standing in front of the historic Manns chinese theatre where thousands literally thousands
will meet you next year in Zion 
Next year in Zion

Now no one has a thousand friends
and something starts where another ends
I was wrong when I said you
how i love you so
more than ever now with each single day
and you know that i'll still be loving you
one thousand years from today
got that deeper
Turn your watch, turn your watch back
About a hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand years

I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet you
A Hundred Thousand Years
A Hundred Thousand Miles Of Track
A Hundred Thousand Tears
Hundred Thousand Souls
You Can't Give Back

When The Dark
hold dear
Just a thousand bars a big brick wall and a sentence of ninety-nine years

I kissed my darling on her tender lips and they took me by the hand
thousand years of morals as figure, 
Taught individually by example
Never share with me your disclaims,
Picture only what you're worth
In all your
by
I sit and watch shit go by
Go by

That year
With your white arms wrapped about me
And locked in embrace so cold
We slept a thousand years or more
To awake in a land of gold

Where the king
of death, while the sorcerer sleeps

Where is the morning
Where is the sun
Thousand years of midnight
The sunrise is gone
An old man marked by a life so