The old man said to the youth, br 'I know of youth and I know of br age, but you who aren't of age, br can only know of youth. So you br make the music of the strong br and the young, and I'll sing br the song of the old, that are done. br br Together we'll walk toward the br setting sun, but I'll leave long br before you, my youthful one. br You're so strong, so young, so br bright I'm told. You're my br yesterdays, my memories, and now br I'm old.' br br 'Oh what I'd give for days gone br by, 'the old man murmured, with a br long deep sigh. br br The youth glimpsed the man with br the tired face, and knew in his br heart, he bound for that place. br That place, the other side of a br starlit sky, a place called Heaven, br way up on high. br br The youth was sad, in pain and br shed a tear, the old man hugged him, br and gone was fear. Longingly, he look br at the boy as he whispered... br 'I go from here. ' br br The youth protested and cried, br and said 'don't leave'. The old man smiled and br said 'don't grieve br br For every man, comes a time to go, br it's now my time, for this I know. br I've lived my life and now I wonder, br what it is, that's beyond the thunder.' br br Toward the setting sun, they strode, br and boy sadly whispered, 'good by...