You know that once
One of us was dead.
I forget which one it was at the time.
Not the death that passes us through
time and time again as this and this
and back to you and I again.
Centuries upon centuries but
at least I remember one of us
was dead, although I forget which.
the dead that is cruel, the death
that would not let you or hear
the laughter from lives to come.
Your beard whispers the story
your beard sings ever so soft
of life and death.
Do you remember that one of us was dead
once upon a time? Do you remember
who it was in the once upon a time?