In the end We never really know We dont know how we got here And we dont know where we are going In the end Well at least for me, in the end I found someone who understands me Who truely knows what its like to be in my shoes The end is all that really matters isnt it? Because our whole life, we are always focusing on that point far away Never stoping, never looking back So is that one fixed point in our future all that matters? Certainly not because even tho we look straight at it, the closer we get, the more tempted we are to look away, i dont want to see what lies beyond that point where my life draws to a close And my mind is forever Lost
In the end We look back And we see what we have always been looking for We see the happiness The so called meaning of life The beauty of the world And the beauty of love In the end It is a dream, a very pleasant dream for most And for some...im sorry to say...a nightmare But it all comes to a close Those who suffer can feel releif At that final moment in their life A moment that cannot be taken away A moment that belongs to them, And those who look back upon fond memories of days past can feel pride Of what accomplishments their will has brought to the world
In the end The end is really what you make of it A dream, a nightmare, a tradgety or one final justice The end is nothing more Or less Than that
And if it seems to be approaching too quick then by all means Slow it, do everything you can to slow it But never try to speed it up Or stop it You only get to understand and make certain of what it all means once And after that Lights out So let it take its time And when the day comes to meet it Shake its hand and welcome it with open arms As you would And old friend
"He intends to understand all that he was and is to be, and so he will accept what comes to him with open arms; the willingness to find out what lies beyond will not be forsaken by any intuition brought forth by a power other than the power that lies within"