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This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains climb into your eye Nobody's hurting and nobody's lying They fly into your eye, never to die They say the man, he used to sail on his journey And laid a trap so much the pilgrims for their money He placed his gold all over this world And in the morning as he looked out over Cairo He makes his process and his smoked them in a barroom He could not die and we never found out why This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains climb into your eye Nobody's hurting and nobody's lying They fly into your eye, never to die This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains climb into your eye Nobody's hurting and nobody's crying They fly into your eye, never to die No one's getting older Everybody's feeling young Journey's almost over now There's hope for everyone This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains close (This is the end of time) This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains close (This is the end of our life)