Looking at your dress,
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I notice how the patterns change
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As the light hits it a certain way
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Seeing different shapes of words becoming sentences
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Though I still can't make out what they say.
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A thousand years from now,
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I wonder if they'll wonder how
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The world looked to you and me..
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The continents will change,
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And islands rearrange,
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Float away,
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And maybe fall into the sea.
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Falling out of trees are kites and paper airplanes
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That float away and never touch the ground.
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The sidewalk starts to move,
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The buildings crashing down,
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And no one seems to notice if it makes a sound.
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A thousand years from now,
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I wonder if they'll wonder how
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The world looked to you and me..
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The continents will change,
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And islands rearrange,
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Float away,
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And maybe fall into the sea.
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All this time is so much time,
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And there are reasons that we'll never see.
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All this time is so much time,
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And now it's happening to you and me.
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A Thousand Years
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Brandtson |