All Things Come to An End

The end of the tracks, in Brea, California.

All things come to an end

But none of us know when.

If you don't know what's around the bend,

remember that all things come to an end.

We cling too tightly to that which we have

assuming it was something we always had.

But we forget we lived independently

not knowing that ever we were in need.

We dread the change and we dread the new

being so familiar with what we're used to.

And we fear the most what we can't control

blind to see our crutch: the old.

Before every beginning, another thing was ending.

Before every divine appointment, there was a disappointment.

Lying before you is a path brand new

And now you are free to do whatever you want to.

Don't shy away

and don't be afraid.

Seek to pray

and find the right way.

This is your time

and this is your chance

to do something sublime

and to make a difference.

All things come to an end

But none of us know when.

If you don't know what's around the bend,

remember that all things come to an end.