The End

Is it always impossible, is there no one to understand
I got a lot of explaining to do so I'll start
with a reference to you
A simple desire to feel right when I notice a difference in time
Make corrections myself
and I'd rather it not make a difference to you

Why don't we keep on the light, now and
we'll shine it on and think
Why don't I let you just talk a while
let the argument lead us to think
yet we make up the ending and I sigh a while as your friend
waiting for you to make up your mind in the end

Shoot the bird with a pellet gun, I give up on the courtesy plan
If it turns off the neighborhood
I don't expect them to turn up again

Go on for the rest of our time
thinking no one can trust in a man
who bumps in the night tryin' to find
what his comfort and promise commands
Don't start with the middle, in turn don't
expect for to uphold the end
Now all we can do is to forgo excuses and what I suspend

waiting for you to make up your mind in the end

Cry out to the public and tell me the ending is coming today
I don't know what I had then
but it's good to know now what they had to say

Jump into the truth of it all have some fun with absurdity, man!
You're wasting your time feeling guilty and covering obvious goals
Just go with your conscience and heart,
but stop dealing your ace in the hole
There's sorrow there waiting for you on the ground
when you decide to land