The curtain drops as the actors bow;
Fire whispers her last as the wax wanes;
The sun hides as the night comes now;
Lands sink slowly in the land of Danes.
Kings fall. Governments topple.
Rocks crumble. Snowmen melt.
Dragon slain. Man breathes his last.
Soldiers die. An apple drops.
Some things are meant to go.
Some things are meant to end.
Here is my last insane soliloquy.
Stab me, darling. Say our goodbye.
Some things are meant to go.
Some things are meant to end.
As my life ends, I pray in my tome.
Thank God almighty, I'm coming home.
Au revoir.
Au revoir.
Au revoir.
Some things are meant to go.
Some things I wished didn't end.
But some things aren't meant to be.
Some things are meant.
To end.
