Doors open, doors close

Ones enter, ones depart

Time and time again, without end

How weary this all makes me now.

Many dream of immortality

Of endless limitless life

Yet, naïve they remain to this day

Does anything come without a price?

To those, who ask me, if I paid mine

Oh yes, I most certainly did

And sometimes I wish I did decline,

The offer, though very tempting.

But alas, what’s done is done

And this, now, has become my lot

To watch those, who enter and depart

To see doors, open and close. 

I’ll be here watching the world go by

Growing older at each turn,

I’ll be here watching you come and go

Until the end of all time.

Written by: Shehara De Silva

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