Thousand Ways

Oh, I have lived for ages

I'm a thousand turns of tides

I'm a thousand wakes of springtime

And thousand infant cries

Oh, a thousand infant cries

I got sixteen hundred tigers

Now tied to silver strings

When they plowed in the pastures

The mighty heart will sing

Oh, the mighty heart will sing

But I'll always be blamed

For the sun going down with a sigh

But I'm the light in the middle

Of every man's fog

I bend my arrows now in circles

And I shoot around the hill

If I don't get you in the morning

By the evening I sure will

By the evening I sure will

Because I'm the fire on the mountain

You have lit up in your dream

But also water on the fountain

You could send myself on me

You could send myself on me

Because I'll always be blamed

For the sun going down with a sigh

But I'm the light in the middle

Of every man's fog

And no I never meant to say these words

But yes you ought to know

That the dark in what I've always been

It will not ever go

No, it will not ever go

And for so I lived a thousand years

A thousand turns of tides

Just a thousand leaves in autumn

And a thousand ways to try

Oh, a thousand

It's just a thousand ways to try

Ways to try