The Ancient Brown Faced Hill

Memories can last a lifetime but time does not stand still
And so many years have come and gone to the ageless old brown hill
At the stroke of midnight today it will have gone
And tomorrow will not dawn for some but life it will go on
For millions of years the old brown hill with views that stretch far and wide
Has stood there like a silent sentinel above the countryside
It was so old when people came to build houses and create a town
It has been there forever and forever will look down
On the town and the countryside for many kilometers around
It has stood there an ancient monarch of the higher ground
The subject of song and story and of legends, myths and lore
Above the town and countryside it will stand forever more
Though people do age quickly and time does not stand still
It does not age in centuries the ancient brown faced hill.