This is the end of the tracks

Where the fountains climb into your eye

Nobody's hurting and nobody's lying

They climb into your eye never to die



They say the man, he used to sail on his journey

And laid a trap so much the pilgrims for their money

He placed his gold all over this world



And in morning as he looked out over Cairo

He makes his process and his smoked them in a barroom

He could not die and we never found out why



This is the end of the tracks

Where the fountains climb into your eye

Nobody's hurting and nobody's lying

They climb into your eye never to die



This is the end of the tracks

Where the fountains climb into your eye

Nobody's hurting and nobody's crying

They climb into your eye never to die



No one's getting older

Everybody's feeling young

Journey's almost over now

There's hope for everyone



This is the end of the tracks

Where the fountains close

(This is the end of time)

This is the end of the tracks

Where the fountains close

(This is the end of our life)