"4000 Years" lyrics

"4000 Years"

Stealin' fortunes
While the lights up above
Are bitchin' at the night time

Faded memories
That you met in the day
And left by the roadside

Billboards revolving
Look down to where you're stranded
Stood there and laughing
You're caught up in the traffic

Tripping up over
The spell that you're under

Don't think
Don't think
Don't think that you know me
I'll always be a stranger

Don't think
Don't think
Don't think that you know me
You'll never know the answer

Falling apart
And soon to be forgotten
Falling apart
4000 years and counting

Cover me over
And bury me under the sand

Leave me hanging
Broken down and blinded
You left me empty handed

Take me with you
Fixtures in your mirror
Are growing ever distant

Fortunes are folded
And burning in your pocket
Faces forgotten
I'm looking back in wonder

Looking on over
The night growing colder

Don't think
Don't think
Don't think that you know me
I'll always be a stranger

Don't think
Don't think
Don't think that you know me
You'll never know the answer

Falling apart
And soon to be forgotten
Falling apart
4000 years and counting

Cover me over
And bury me under the sand


Thanks to :3 for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): David Maclean, James Dixon, Vincent Neff, Thomas Grace
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