End of Times

This is not the end of times
And if it was there would be no lives
To end the pain, to stop the rain, to contain all the dreams that we know will die
This is not the end of days
And if it was, could we stop our ways
Remove ourselves from this clouding haze
And clear our view, for the future that we create
I know it seems that it'll never be
And that you're right to not come with me
A small condition's there that keeps us bound and shackled
One which an army of a thousand couldn't tackle
It's not the end, but really now, don't we all wish it was



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Nowhere
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