C N End

As the quiet rhythm of life returns

Oh is there a place where it no more burns

And what little limb should we sever here

Is there a place where there's no more fear

Shall we pursue our happiness

Or will this be our only gift

Do you think we've shown our gratitude

Is this only hope our fragile faith

No more

I c n end upon day, upon day

And as the kindest rhythm of life returns

Is this the place where we no more burn

And what little limb should we sever here

Is this the place where there's no more tears

No more

I c n end upon day, upon day

Oh princess what a mess

I really thought you did your best

And oh princess what a mess

All of this sick success

No more

I c n end upon day, upon day