Sitting down Sleeping city sidewalks To see what light and darkness brings
A man in the moons That can't carry a smile Can't have smile in the back of the head
I start to spare the day with grass To see what dark and lightness brings The old man under the other boxes "Boy I seen so many things"
Yeah, Yeah Yeah Don't fear, the end
I stumble up And streetlights flicker Never got things so clean in the dark And something's always dying Something's always been born But if something's always been born That means some things always die And if no son plays on when this plays out Then what's the use in trying?
Yeah, yeah yeah Don't fear, the end Yeah Don't fear, the end Is near Goodbye
When the motorcycle helm Comes, falling out as in the distance So I hitch myself a ride With three kind old sisters We watch the runway stand by Two sons above the low crime Lost exit and a one way out for me To the west, to the north, to the south
I'm heading home in daylight Dazzled by reflections of the sun The shadow falls behind 'Cause I'm just the same as everyone
Yeah, yeah yeah Don't fear, the end
Outside the road is turning I'm falling through the sky For hours in the distance Three sisters standing by