Wedding in Finistère

I was booked for a wedding on the coast of Finistère After the rehearsal I took a walk down to the harbor They say, "This is where the world ends" Or maybe where it's beginning Out on the pier sat the bride on the rail smoking I wasn't sure if she wanted to talk But she nodded and waved me in Her eyes were on the horizon I asked how she was feeling She said, "Like a five-year-old watching the ten-year-olds shoplifting Ten-year-old watching the fifteen-year-olds French kissing Fifteen-year-old watching the twenty-year-olds chain-smoking Twenty-year-old watching the thirty-year-olds vanishing" Is this where the world ends? Or is it where it's beginning? You open one door to find all the other doors closing I said, "Marry and regret it Don't marry, regret it too Whether you marry or you don't Either way you'll wish you hadn't We laughed and she dried a tear We walked back to the town front And later that night I sang "You Are the Light" We all danced and got drunk I felt like a five-year-old watching the ten-year-olds shoplifting Ten-year-old watching the fifteen-year-olds French kissing Fifteen-year-old watching the twenty-year-olds chain-smoking Twenty-year-old watching the thirty-year-olds vanishing Oh, please, distract me From every life unlived Every path I haven't taken The heart's still a little kid A scared little five-year-old watching the ten-year-olds shoplifting Ten-year-old watching the fifteen-year-olds French kissing Fifteen-year-old watching the twenty-year-olds chain-smoking Twenty-year-old watching the thirty-year-olds Five-year-old watching the ten-year-olds shoplifting Ten-year-old watching the fifteen-year-olds French kissing Fifteen-year-old watching the twenty-year-olds chain-smoking Twenty-year-old watching the thirty-year-olds vanishing