The End
She draws the pearls up to her lips
Like so many stars, so many ships
Shooting and sinking under her coat
It's too much to say and it's too much to hope
She feels the flower filling her throat
She feels the watcher beginning to gloat
Dangerous thoughts for a young little girl
Wrapped up in bed, safe from the world
Slipping as silent as snow on her bed
A beautiful murder unravels itself in her head
She feels every nail every stake he drove in
The arc of the eyebrows he etched into her skin
And now all the birds are flying away
I wish you would too but you only stay
To ask me and ask me and ask me again
Ask me and ask me and ask me again
But you know what you know and you know I'll give in
You want to go where nobody's been
You want to know what's at the end
Just as the tiger enters her slip
To give her the gift of the river caught in her teeth
To twist and to turn a long silent thread
All silver and knotted and begging itself to be said
Just like the violets filling her room
She feels empty space beginning to bloom
A terrible price to exact for that
Once you go there you can never get back
I never wanted to be tough as that
Oh, from the end
Oh, at the end
Oh, it's the end
Of me
Like so many stars, so many ships
Shooting and sinking under her coat
It's too much to say and it's too much to hope
She feels the flower filling her throat
She feels the watcher beginning to gloat
Dangerous thoughts for a young little girl
Wrapped up in bed, safe from the world
Slipping as silent as snow on her bed
A beautiful murder unravels itself in her head
She feels every nail every stake he drove in
The arc of the eyebrows he etched into her skin
And now all the birds are flying away
I wish you would too but you only stay
To ask me and ask me and ask me again
Ask me and ask me and ask me again
But you know what you know and you know I'll give in
You want to go where nobody's been
You want to know what's at the end
Just as the tiger enters her slip
To give her the gift of the river caught in her teeth
To twist and to turn a long silent thread
All silver and knotted and begging itself to be said
Just like the violets filling her room
She feels empty space beginning to bloom
A terrible price to exact for that
Once you go there you can never get back
I never wanted to be tough as that
Oh, from the end
Oh, at the end
Oh, it's the end
Of me
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Martin Blades, Tommy R. Shaw
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