Though I've tried again and again I realize why this is the end So I'll do you this favor and make us strangers.
This ain't the last place for me. This ain't the last song I will sing. This ain't the last song.
See the wolves loping through my eyes. Hungry, roaming, ostracized? The shepherd wrapped me in his wool but I don't feel his pull, I feel your pull. I'm not howling to be heard, it just hurts.
This ain't the last stop, Longing. This ain't the last song I will sing. This ain't the last song.
