It's many ideas, which I suppose
Keep distance repelling on so it goes
It's archs, to vallies, an' arpeggios
Quick-step lemmings in forests who know
Leaving the left, the right will now go
Tis here- The end of it all.
So what is the statement you now care to make?
You live by the sword but die by the rake
And is it all true for good goodness sake
The hill holds no truth as true as the lake
Go tell your men take down what you break
And watch for the end of it all.
Reversals, aquitals, and all that is just
Bring down your hammers and thorns if you must
Take what is given in handfuls of dust
Cheer on the fear from the outskirts of lust
Flaking on drains is only the rust
For now is the end of it all.
The interest to me is mainly of this:
If you see me as truthful, or taking a piss
A timid young boy who may well have lisp
Who speaks not a line that makes any sense
I could go on, but enough of that list
We'll get to the end of it all.
What hour is near? Tis to late to call
Just view the screen that's glued to the wall
You've noticed her invites will never be stall'd
For in what you want is a hunger so tall
Best read you Matthew, your John, Luke, and Paul
On comes the end of it all.
Pound for pound you'll find none as rough
As th'button-cute tailors with hand-warming muffs
You'll ask yourself vaguely how they're so tough
Spill o'er the juice down the brim of the cusp
Scream to the stars your last hearty gruff
'Cause now is the end of it all.
Vivaciously calming, uproarious sight
Waits by her window to hear she was right
So commonly known is their hearts are as tight
As dawn is no more than the birth of fresh light
Unknown you of this, then you haven't a kite
To fly in the end of it all.
Stop near a vendor selling his soul
If he asks you take part in collecting his toll
Tell him your fee: a rub and a roll
He'll give you his time and share his new goal
By then you may live as his hard-hearted coal
Partake in the end of it all.
The sun is a hole and no more than small
So welcome the end of it all.