When I was young I looked upon the stars
And heard that they were old
Moments slip quietly to minutes
While days blur into years
When twenty winters past I looked again upon the stars
And felt that they were cold
I tried to take my time
Always walk from place to place
But the ground must move beneath me
How quickly I seem to run around the sun
Moments slip quietly to minutes
While memories fade into dreams
When I was young I gazed upon the stars
And listened as they told me that they were old
But here I am looking up one final time
So old that I'm alone
And they are still all together
As bright as when I first looked up
Perhaps we have it wrong
And we are old not them
For I'm no longer there to look upon the stars
While they wander ever on
As we insist upon running around the sun
Claiming that we are young
Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC
When I was young I looked upon the stars
And heard that they were old
Moments slip quietly to minutes
While days blur into years
When twenty winters past I looked again upon the stars
And felt that they were cold
I tried to take my time
Always walk from place to place
But the ground must move beneath me
How quickly I seem to run around the sun
Moments slip quietly to minutes
While memories fade into dreams
When I was young I gazed upon the stars
And listened as they told me that they were old
But here I am looking up one final time
So old that I'm alone
And they are still all together
As bright as when I first looked up
Perhaps we have it wrong
And we are old not them
For I'm no longer there to look upon the stars
While they wander ever on
As we insist upon running around the sun
Claiming that we are young
