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Created on: September 11, 2008 Last Updated: September 18, 2008
Oh, to watch the years roll by
Without ever feeling them pass.
The world laughs, the world cries
But nothing ever lasts
Decades pass and trees grow old
and I don't age a day
Winters turn hot and summers grow cold
Things change and yet I stay
To watch the lives around me
is like glimpsing many winds
fleet in their passing, I barely see
What has a beginning and an end
These eyes of mine are jaded
from all that I have seen.
From the time Earth was created
Through history, future, and in between
Yet I am young, still and ever young
and I will see much more
Life keeps flowing like words from a tongue
and history repeats, but not like before
To walk to all edges of the earth
Because eternity is mine to wander
To see every death and feel every birth
To take years to contemplate and ponder
They call me the Eternal Witness
For I have seen it all.
I've mastered patience and finesse
And where others forget, I can recall
I've lived through wars, and plagues, and storms
And never shed a drop of blood
Who am I, in this age, to take this form?
To remain from the beginning like I was?
I've watched a little child turn gray
I've seen a mountain grow
I've learned the world's way
I've come to always know
To learn from everyone else's mistakes
To know all right from wrong
To wonder how long forever will take
And never crave to prolong
I am invincible, yet weary overall
For life stretches on, not a cycle for me
Forever is nothing, nothing at all
But beyond that, not even I can see
To live to decipher every little sign
To know such knowledge, all knowledge, is mine
To understand the difference between sin and crime
To have a concept of everything -
- everything but time.
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