Most people think I am old.
but this is not me that they see ..
It's my old house that they view
an they mistake it for me.
Within this house is a living soul.
and all these years has not grown old.
This old house will soon decay
as beneath the sod it lays
The spirit living there
will accend to God again
giving up the life of men.
With a new house to live in..
my body will go on aging with time,
but inside of me, I feel sublime
So I am not as old as you think,
This is just my house you see