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 :: Ultimate Guitar Archive ::