The End Of The End - Paul McCartney

At the end of the end

It’s the start of a journey to a much better place

And this wasn’t bad

So a much better place would have to be special

No need to be sad

On the day that I die, I’d like jokes to be told

And stories of old to be rolled out like carpets

That children have played on and laid on

While listening to stories of old

At the end of the end

It’s the start of a journey to a much better place

And a much better place would have to be special

No reason to cry

On the day that I die, I’d like bells to be rung

And songs that were sung to be hung out like blankets

That lovers have played on and laid on

While listening to songs that were sung

At the end of the end

It’s the start of a journey to a much better place

And a much better place would have to be special

No reason to cry, no need to be sad

At the end of the end