End Of The End

At the end of the end It?s the start of a journey To a much better place

And this wasn?t bad So a much better place Would have to be special

No need to be sad On the day that I die I?d like jokes to be told

And stories of old To be rolled out like carpets That children

have played on And laid on while listening To stories of old

At the end of the end It?s the start of a journey To a much better place

And a much better place Would have to be special No reason to cry

on the day that I die I?d like bells to be rung And songs that were sung

To be hung out like blankets That lovers have played on

and laid on while listening To songs that were sung At the end of the end

It?s the start of a journey To a much better place And a much better place

Would have to be special No reason to cry No need to be sad At the end of the end