Every single story Has an ending to depend All day long I think of things That I cannot comprehend Every ending story Every line before us Every state of boredom 'round the bend You gave it all to me but I lost it again Was it dreaming a dream of the dawn of a downfall? A milky way sundown, a moon full of dust And a satellite shop got a room full of things Paris to Madrid, London to Rome Moscow to L.A. then to New York City Always on the road going deeper and deeper Again and again and again Every simple story Needs transcendence in the end Funny how it all went wrong When I lost myself again Every ending story Every line before us Every state of boredom 'round the bend You gave it all to me but I lost it again Was it dreaming a dream of the dawn of a downfall? A milky way sundown, a moon full of dust And a satellite shop got a room full of things Paris to Madrid, London to Rome Moscow to L.A. then to New York City Always on the road going deeper and deeper Again and again and again But I laughed at ... The white shine, the break of day Funny how the dream's alive After all your fallen face Every ending story Every ending story Every ending story Every ending story