... at the end of it all
As we diverge one by one
From the final curtain call
There's a trail of memories
That follows closely
I could almost call it home
At the end of it all
As we diverge one by one
From the final curtain call
There's a trail of memories
That follows closely
I could almost call it home
All that was
And ever will be
Cut down in two
Forever in bloom
Waiting for the call
That'll take me back
As idle hands linger
For something to do
All that was
And ever will be
Cut down in two
Forever in bloom
All that was
And ever will be
Cut down in two
Forever in bloom
Forever in bloom
Forever in bloom
Forever in bloom
Forever in bloom...
