I hope the train breaks down

Before the end of the line.

Then again; that’s a bit of a foolish thought

For sooner or later

We’ll get to the end,

in time.

 

I like the journey

But not the destination

So I think I’ll break my journey

And change trains at the station

Because I’m not quite ready,

For the end of the line

 

So I’ll carry on with my trip

And I’m enjoying my travels

Plenty of stations to call at

While life unravels

And we’ll get to the end of the line,

sometime