Century

I fought my feelings and got in the way Could've been easier than a decade of days Projection, young marriage, lighting the stage I wanted feelings, that got in my own way Then wrote that letter that had nothing to say Staccato vision like a kingdom of days All lonely, or not lonely, century away But still a vision as if help's on its way Someone who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to the one At the end of the century The air is clearer a decade away Singing to a mountain that was empty all along All lonely, young marriage lighting the way She wanted feelings that got in her own way Someone who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to the one At the end of the century Someone who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to the one At the end of the century Someone who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to someone Who will lead you to the one At the end of the century Century. How long is that? 3,155,973,600 seconds 876,000,000 hours Or 36,500 days Almost as long as one of those endless dark nights of the soul Those nights that never end When you believe you'll never see the sunrise again When a single second feels like a century A century A century A century A century A century A century A century A century A century