You're working for the end.

You're working for the end, my friend.

When you can have some drink,

have yourself a little smoke,

forget the past five days,

sit around and tell your favorite jokes.

 

You're only thinking of the end, my friend,

so you try to live your life without a sin.

Tell the others where you're goin, 

let'em know where they might end, 

if they don't heed your warning, 

this scare you try to put in them.

 

The river rolls, serenades the sand.

Grain after grain slips through our hands.

 

I'm living for the end, my friend.

I'm living for my friend, the end.

I never enjoy the passing of the days,

I'm always too concerned with making

the world conform to my ways.

 

We're all living for an end.

We're all living for an end, my friend,

when we can turn it off

and shut it down,

lay our heads to rest

and finally take off our crowns.

River rolls, serenades the sand.

Grain after grain slips through our hands.

Music and lyrics written, performed, recorded and produced by Nathan Goheen.

Featuring Nick Urbom -- drum porgramming and electronic drums.

Mixed by Michael Paliocha and Nathan Goheen.

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