American English. Jan 26, 2012. #20. Horned Owl said: The years 2000 to 2009 are pronounced two thousand and one, two thousand and two, two thousand and nine etc. The years 2010 and beyond are pronounced twenty ten, twenty twelve, twenty nineteen etc. That's logical, but not a hard and fast rule. We could live for a thousand years but if I hurt you, I'd make wine from your tears. I told you that we could fly, 'cause we all have wings but some of us don't know why. I was standing, you were there. Two worlds collided and they could never ever tear us apart. I (Don't ask me), I was standing (What you know is true), you were there (Worlds [Verse 1] If a picture paints a thousand words Then why can't I paint you? The words will never show The you I've come to know [Verse 2] If a face could launch a thousand ships Then where am I to About "10,000 Days". Released five years after Tool's critically acclaimed 2001 album, Lateralus, 10,000 Days debuted at No. 1 on the Billboard 200. The title refers to Saturn's orbital One hen, two ducks, three squawking geese, four limerick oysters, five corpulent porpoises, six pairs of Don Alvarsio's tweezers, SIX THOUSAND MACIDONIANS IN FULL BATTLE ARRAY, eight brass monkeys from the ancient, sacred crypts of Egypt, nine apathetic, sympathetic old men on roller skates with a marked propensity towards procrastination and sloth, ten lyrical, spherical, diabolical In two thousand eighteen In your head, in your head, they're still fighting With their tanks, and their bombs And their guns, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are dying What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh It's the same old theme Hi looking for two songs. Song No.1: Country song, Lyrics to the chorus are, "Take me home, take me home, lord I've been gone for so long, take me home, take me home, momma and daddy are waiting to take me home." I know some of the verses too but only partially. Early verse as best I can recall, "When I was a little boy, and it was a rainy day After two thousand years This is our moment Here at the crossroads of time We hope our children carry our dreams down the line They are the vintage What kind of life will they live? Is this a curse or a blessing that we give? Sometimes I wonder Why are we so blind to fate? Without compassion, there can be no end to hate No end to sorrow [Verse 1] Don't ask me What you know is true Don't have to tell you I love your precious heart [Chorus] I… I was standing You were there Two worlds collided And they could never tear us apart An analysis of the February Twenty-Second Two-Thousand and Two poem by jorie_raschein including schema, poetic form, metre, stanzas and plenty more comprehensive statistics. 8EmK.