And so here I sit
On valley's edge today.
The end is near, so do not fit
It's simply nature's way.

From Pole to Pole, day to night
The echoes ring quite well
I see the end in sight
And destined to heaven's hell.

I stand before the river
Ancient and long
And feel no spine to shiver
Only to hear the ending song.

Nobody wishes to pay the toll
To the aged ferryman
Yet I must, for inner peace
And to dwell no more on lan'.

And so I knock before thy door
To bid one final farewell
My travels have took me o'er
Like a hermit in his shell.

Memories of Life seep from me
Like a wave born of sea.
I'll drift on like foam
'til my memory no more.