The Way it Ends - Prototype

Just a thought

To add suspense

To all the games

Of discontent

Fear is real

But not self taught

You let others

Be the 'cause

There we go racing towards the sun

Ignoring all the noise

Striving for the grace of man

People play this great charade

And always miss the point

Never fall for prophecies

You say it draws near

That it will be clear

You act so convinced

A fortress you've built

Remember the doubt

By which I now stand

You write the book

On the way it all ends

Tear down

Those mighty walls

Reinvent

The way you talk

Look ahead

Not down below

Or high above

Where angels flow

There we go racing towards the sun

Ignoring all the noise

Striving for the grace of man

People play this great charade

And always miss the point

Never fall for prophecies

Waiting to see

Our kind disagree

You draw the line

And stick to your pride

Remember the doubt

By which I now stand

You write the book

On the way

It ends

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You say it draws near

That it will be clear

You act so convinced

A fortress you've built

Remember the doubt

By which I now stand

You wrote the book

On the way it all ends

It ends