The Minus 5, A Thousand Years Away.
Intro:
Our star is cold and cruel
We don't deserve a sun
Our minds cathedral doors and boarded shut
Where once were miracles
The barren last-ditch now
How better to have been more like a cow
To all the saints and scientists
With fire and comet haze
I'm happy to accept my fate
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
The void of space is crowded
With populations gone
To never know the past would be too soon
To all the saints and scientists
With fire and comet haze
I'm happy to accept my fate
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
Call this place what you want
Call it a dying sun
We left a trail of pissed-off better ones
To all the saints and scientists
With fire and comet haze
I'm happy to accept my fate
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
A thousand years away
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