The Ways of Old poem song

Stars shine, ways of Old, hard as stone, purer than gold. Ancient ways never fade. Lasting for eternity. Hear their call, listen well to those ways of old. Hard as stone, purer than gold, always reman to let others see what they hold. Heed their tales now, listen to them well. Those of Old, wish to help all in their world they left long ago. Watching down, from on high, appearing as stars shinning bright. They never go nor shall they go, they will stay forever more. Stars shine, ways of Old, hard as stone, purer than gold. Ancient ways never fade. Lasting for eternity. (this was sung in rp)