Forever's End, Pt. 1
And, So your summer time has gone
The time has come to face the dawn
What Has and what will be has come
Right now
Footprints in the windswept sands
Memories of distant lands
I only vaguely understand
The time that's passing by
When you're out past dark
And you see the stars
All shining in the sky
When you walk the night
Without a fear in sight
And you feel so alive
When you feel your worries fade away
Into the ending of another day
And so, it's all a memory
A snapshot from a fading dream
You walk the dark and winding road
But, it's not there
You play your sad old tape cassettes
And smoke imaginary cigarettes
You're looking for an answer you'll never find
But when you're running in the wind
And your mind is flying high
When you never stop to think about
The memories that die
When you see that ebbing, rolling sea
And you break down and cry
The mellow sound of wind-blown pipes
The refracted glow of distant lights
Your friends are gone but, you don't feel so alone
You're wishing I was there with you
As the crashing waves, they call to you
And as the rain comes falling down
Your hands grow cold
Your aching heart is
Feeling old
The universe before your eyes
A shining light upon the skies
A winding path that leads back home
A compass and a throwing stone
Your friends are there
The wind's in your hair
And suddenly you're self-aware
Of the time that you let slip away
And the ending of a golden day
Everybody feels alone but
It seems you've finally found your home
The time has come to face the dawn
What Has and what will be has come
Right now
Footprints in the windswept sands
Memories of distant lands
I only vaguely understand
The time that's passing by
When you're out past dark
And you see the stars
All shining in the sky
When you walk the night
Without a fear in sight
And you feel so alive
When you feel your worries fade away
Into the ending of another day
And so, it's all a memory
A snapshot from a fading dream
You walk the dark and winding road
But, it's not there
You play your sad old tape cassettes
And smoke imaginary cigarettes
You're looking for an answer you'll never find
But when you're running in the wind
And your mind is flying high
When you never stop to think about
The memories that die
When you see that ebbing, rolling sea
And you break down and cry
The mellow sound of wind-blown pipes
The refracted glow of distant lights
Your friends are gone but, you don't feel so alone
You're wishing I was there with you
As the crashing waves, they call to you
And as the rain comes falling down
Your hands grow cold
Your aching heart is
Feeling old
The universe before your eyes
A shining light upon the skies
A winding path that leads back home
A compass and a throwing stone
Your friends are there
The wind's in your hair
And suddenly you're self-aware
Of the time that you let slip away
And the ending of a golden day
Everybody feels alone but
It seems you've finally found your home
Credits
Writer(s): Theodore Pashley
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