All of us made promises but who cares anymore.
Once we stuck to something but sticking's such a chore.
Limits need a reason when the distance is far,
Dreams are expected when we come home from war
But in the end, It's just another blast.
And in the end, The calm sets in at last.
Laying a ring in a cold velvet box,
Throwing out ahses for the dead at the docks,
Like a sone looking out on a desolate plain
Made into brick
And then knocked down again
And now that it stands like a pillar of light
'Til a mortar comes singing along in the night.
A gasp and a flash and the stars reappear,
The stone's back in place for the next million years.
But in the end, It's just another blast.
And in the end, The calm sets in at last.
But in the end, It's just another blast.
And in the end, The calm sets in at last.