At the end of a day At the end of the day A song that I sing is the same A song that I sing is the same Then a year has been sung A year is gone and I'm older Then I've never been so young anyway Oh, I've never been so young anyway Too many left behind On this circle 'round the sun But Suzanne, she bought more time She won a wager with the sky We are the lucky ones, this time We are the lucky ones Setting sun in Arizona Told the story of beyond That moon was rising greatness Over flatlands, over us Tell me 'bout what has been Tell me why Tell me 'bout what has been Tell me why Too many left behind On this circle 'round the sun But Suzanne she bought more time She won a wager with the sky We are the lucky ones, this time We are the lucky ones Still there are, there are heavy days about us They are shards of something lost But there's white gold in the static Relentless and charged with magic There is danger in what we know There is good, there is good There is good too There is good, oh, there is good There is still good in you There is good, oh, there is good There is still good