I was old when your world was young
And time walked a path unworn.
I sang my songs as the stars were flung
And life was yet unborn.
But life and love hold no thrall for me,
No hope for mortal man.
I'll sing the death of a thousand souls
Just to bring you back again.
Now as I wander down time's road,
I have no foe nor friend.
I'll laugh at faith and the death of love,
All the pride of foolish men.
For life and love hold no thrall for me,
No hope for mortal man.
I'll sing the death of a thousand souls
Just to bring you back again.
Yes, I was old when your world was young.
Ask me not where or when,
But I'll sing my songs till all time has run
And be yet beyond your ken.