LYRICS
By the way, in the end game
It doesn’t matter… we’re all dead
Nothing you can do…
Can’t stop the clock
Better change our view
What never dies? Rock!
By the way, in the end game
It doesn’t matter… we’re all dead
No, it ain’t no crying shame
Not a matter to dread
It’s not that far
When you’re a rising star
And start shinning down
You become a son
You can brighten the day
Of those on the way
Illuminate the night
… we just might
Chords — E B
A E B A
Written and recorded live at Everhart Park, West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania.
Daniel — Vocals, Guitar
From the album Thunk
by Daniel Brouse