A Thousand Years
Maria Diane Taylor, Orenda Corrinne Fink
I'm saving all I'm not giving
But it's overflowing, evaporating in the air
As I'm walking, I know I'm not breathing,
I'm not breathing only air
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 light, when my life divides