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"well, i've a hundred years to go from here," she said. |
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"and i've just escaped a hundred fears, |
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yet i feel old far, far too soon," she said. |
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"i've got a hundred years upon my head." |
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"and i've got a thousand youth following me," she said. |
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"and i've got a thousand saviors to be, |
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but i forget myself a thousand times," she said. |
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"i've got my own thousand dreams to find." |
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"well, i've two hundred years to go from here," he said. |
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"and i've turned back two hundred fears. |
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yet i feel ready, ready for more," he said. |
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wisdom weighs nothing upon my head." |
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"once i had two thousand friends," he said. |
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"and thereafter followed two thousand more. |
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four thousand burdens weighed me well |
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but they were eight thousand hands there when i fell." |
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"but should i fall, i'll fall alone," she said. |
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"a woman is nothing if not on her own. |
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i'd rather be one ready to fly. |
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i'll live by my freedom 'til the day i die." |
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"but where there's one there's probably two," he said. |
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"rarely is there a me without a you. |
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humanity is a supporting chain," he said. |
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"a self-imposed weight is upon your head." |
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"i've heard it all a million times before," she said. |
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"and i expect there'll be a million more. |
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a million to one i'd bet to see |
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you've told this to a million girls like me." |
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"but i've two hundred years to go to here," he said. |
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"and i've just escaped two hundred fears. |
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yet i feel ready, ready for more," he said. |
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"wisdom weighs nothing upon my head." |
