It´s like the never ending story
Always crying my eyes out
when the end comes in sight
Never understood the full meaning
of the book, the kid, the flying dog
The monster that would come
no matter what
Nothing to do just sit and watch
Let it all sink in and do the job
Strangled in my own imagination
I see the world in point black vieuw
all comes to an end
the good, the bad, who knows the ugly
All comes to a full stop
But still someone will follow
in the footsteps that I left
all over my world
all over my life
It´s like the never ending story
always crying my eyes out
Think this time
I turn the tv off.
Jip
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