The Ending of Our Days

There’s a memory playing

In time with the sound

Of my boot heels on ice

Over hard winter ground

There’s a bird on the branch of an icicled tree

Feels like she’s singing for me

To lay down in the tall grass of summer

In the eye of my mind I can see

Oh how I wish it could be

But there’s a whistle blowing

Way up ahead

Got to get off the past

Ride the future instead

There’s a riddle to solve in a mystery

Will there be an answer for me

In the happiness and in the sorrow

In the eye of my mind I can see

Oh how I wish it could be

Climb on board climb on board

And take your place inside

Everybody got a ticket everybody got to ride

Take the wheel take the wheel

And turn it if you can

Well it may be hard to handle

Cos there ain’t no master plan

You may rock you may roll

You might even lose your soul

And each of us will go our separate ways

And we’ll all be together at the ending of our days

There’s a memory playing

In time with the sound

Of my boot heels on ice

Over hard winter ground

There’s a bird on the branch of an icicled tree

Feels like she’s singing for me

To lay down in the tall grass of summer

In the eye of my mind I can see

Oh how I wish it could be

Climb on board climb on board

And take your place inside

Everybody got a ticket everybody got to ride

Take the wheel take the wheel

And turn it if you can

Well it may be hard to handle

Cos there ain’t no master plan

You may rock you may roll

You might even lose your soul

And each of us will go our separate ways

And we’ll all be together at the ending of our days