Edward Sexton - Meet Me at the End of the World

Meet me at the end of the world
Where the sun flies in the face of the cold breeze
Where the ballerina spins in the dust bowl of sin
And the parrot on the shoulder of the commander barks no more

Meet me at the end of the road
Where the tigers leap and smiles fade
As you begin hear the moon whisper sweet nothing in your ear
And the suspense in the bridge is slack like your soul

Meet me at the other side of this room
Where the shadows might allow a laugh or two
And time might just stand in the palm of my hand
So I can tell you everything that has gone wrong

Meet me upon the shore beneath the bridge
Where the high window sills and gutters spill their love
Let the sand roll down bringing with it the town
As the levy cracks on the hill where we lived

Meet me in the cold and dark hotel room
Where I play out my pantomime of pity
Oh gentle heaven red rose, his white face on stage froze
Throw in the towel or shoot him where he stands

Meet me at the end of the world
Where the sidewalk meets the desert sand
The ground begins to shake I can see you starting to wake
And for the last time you let go of my hand

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Edward Sexton

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