Sitting down
Sleeping city sidewalks
To see what light and darkness brings

A man in the moons
That can't carry a smile
Can't have smile in the back of the head

I start to spare the day with grass
To see what dark and lightness brings
The old man under the other boxes
"Boy I seen so many things"

Yeah, Yeah Yeah
Don't fear, the end

I stumble up
And streetlights flicker
Never got things so clean in the dark
And something's always dying
Something's always been born
But if something's always been born
That means some things always die
And if no son plays on when this plays out
Then what's the use in trying?

Yeah, yeah yeah
Don't fear, the end
Yeah
Don't fear, the end
Is near
Goodbye

When the motorcycle helm
Comes, falling out as in the distance
So I hitch myself a ride
With three kind old sisters
We watch the runway stand by
Two sons above the low crime
Lost exit and a one way out for me
To the west, to the north, to the south

I'm heading home in daylight
Dazzled by reflections of the sun
The shadow falls behind
'Cause I'm just the same as everyone

Yeah, yeah yeah
Don't fear, the end

Outside the road is turning
I'm falling through the sky
For hours in the distance
Three sisters standing by