To the end

Oh how often did I run
with near-solutions in my hand
always frying like the sun
in the things I'll never understand

yes I'm walking in a mist
first wanna stay, then I gotta go
my thoughts always just a twist
away from being in the know

I see you and you're not that far
you're just passing through your pain
seeing how lonely we all are
on our own till our very last day

            it's so cold
            when you're just your own best friend
            when your love
            won't get sold
            yes you've lost your way and
            you're rolling to the end
            to the end


1976.