Every single story
Has an ending to depend
All day long I think of things
That I cannot comprehend
Every ending story
Every line before us
Every state of boredom 'round the bend
You gave it all to me but I lost it again
Was it dreaming a dream of the dawn of a downfall?
A milky way sundown, a moon full of dust
And a satellite shop got a room full of things
Paris to Madrid, London to Rome
Moscow to L.A. then to New York City
Always on the road going deeper and deeper
Again and again and again
Every simple story
Needs transcendence in the end
Funny how it all went wrong
When I lost myself again
Every ending story
Every line before us
Every state of boredom 'round the bend
You gave it all to me but I lost it again
Was it dreaming a dream of the dawn of a downfall?
A milky way sundown, a moon full of dust
And a satellite shop got a room full of things
Paris to Madrid, London to Rome
Moscow to L.A. then to New York City
Always on the road going deeper and deeper
Again and again and again
But I laughed at ...
The white shine, the break of day
Funny how the dream's alive
After all your fallen face
Every ending story
Every ending story
Every ending story
Every ending story