I sat on a rock above the hills, gazing beyond what was visible
The thoughts of long lost past breathing incessantly in my chest
Thought they were dead, laying motionless amongst the rubble
Will I ever get my long yearned rest?

Of the glory I so long for during my youth
Of the lovers I had lost during my living years
Of the parents whom are now somewhere I cannot see
Tell me, dear ol' heart, are all those things gone for good?

No, I haven't gotten the glory I dreamt of
No, I haven't eloped with the girl I, in truth, love
My whole life has been but a disillusionment
A mere shadow of what it could've been

Ah, but here comes the daughter, so lovely and tender
And the wife ever so loving and ever so caring
No, I wouldn't have traded my 'shadow' of a life for anything
For what we eventually get at the end, that is the true glory.