The Man in the blue box

There is a man in a blue box.

A man who's alone, yet not alone.

A man who travels,

with no sense of anything.

Although he travels with a companion,

he can never get to close.

Because eventually,

they will die and he will not.

He is eternal, never ages , never dies . . .

So he can never

love another.

Though they can spend all their life with him,

he can never spend all his life with him.

Such is the fate, of this man.

There is a sad man in a blue box.

He travels through time and space.

He is never alone, yet always alone.

He will never age or die,

such is the fate of this man.

No matter whom he loves,

he can never be with them.

They would age and die, and he would not.

So on and on, he travels in his blue box.

Such is the fate of this man.

There is a sad man lonely man,

in a blue box.

Never alone,

yet always alone.