The End

Now comes the time for the end
When you release your friends
You don't have to play alone
To avoid those sticks and stones

I'll hold your hand
I'll hold your hand
When all things end
And we're laid low

Now as the evening sun dims
Dark sets on those who joined in
Don't let the fear stay your hand
You plow for future lands

Will you let the harvest go
Ruined by the words you sow

We labored on
We labored on
Wait for the dawn
And we'll turn home

Now we start to pull away
New adventures soon await

Open your eyes
Open your eyes
You wake and sigh
From what you've seen

It was a lie
It was a lie
It passed you by
Only a dream



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Cureton
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