In winters shadows, trough summer eve's
Spring dale and fall's gales

Years have gone past
A dozen and a half
The year's have past
As we gained them

We have stood the
Test of time and nature

We have witnessed upheavals
In our world, falling walls
Tower's to the sky crumble
And falter in flam and dust
Two oil wars and man who touched
The sky's, never to return

The sands of time still rumble
In the upheavals that
Have not yet come to pass

The ages of man are
Sort and their legacy is gradually
Neither forgotten nor abandoned
For when the city's of humanity
Disintegrate into flitting memory
Our brood shell skater on dotes
Of light seen now
And be receded by generations to come

We look on our life through the prism
Of our world
The prism is sifting
Turning and
Reforming
Reinvented as our we