Such memories as we gathered,
Travelling thin from age and age,
Tunnel by tunnel to travel further,
And tread our lives trace by trace.
Such trees as them that weep softly,
Still and frozen in their branches past,
Within a mirror with no reflection,
Never to find themselves, alas!
Change within, but not without,
No change can never be complete,
Not you and me, we'll never stand still,
Not you and me, with our tireless feet.
This hunger, yes, you and I know well,
Our lives to learn, to know and be free,
Our hearts and mind a colored illusion  
To walk beyond our eternities.
Ever will we stand, o' still
Never;
Not you and me.