tell your good friends you love them all doubtlessly Wordless and senseless without reservation now's the time now's the time now's the time now's the time now's the time tell your good friends you love them without complaint the road stretched for miles Straddled the countryside licking the hills with autumn decay a fire that burned the bright gold covered forrest down this is the end of all that you thought was good this is the end of reckless young energy breathless suspense and restless potential this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end this is the end