• Song:

    End Of The Game

  • Artist:

    Sting

The fox has done running 
And the beast is at bay 
We'd run them in circles 
By the end of the day 

They chased him through brambles 
They chased him through the fields 
They'd chased him for ever 
But the fox would not yield 

And some saw her shadow 
On the crest of a hill 
When the hounds were distracted 
Away from the kill 

One day we'll reach a great ocean 
At the end of a pale afternoon 
And we'll lay down our heads just like we were sleeping 
And be towed by the drag of the moon 

We ran through the forest 
We ran through the streams 
We ran through the heather 
'Til we ran in our dreams 

You were my lover 
And I was your beau 
We ran like the river 
For what else did we know? 

One day we'll reach a great ocean 
At the end of a pale afternoon 

The dogs are all worn out 
And the horses are lame 
The hunters and hunted 
At the end of the game 

Our love was a river 
A wild mountain stream 
In a tumbling fury 
On the edge of a dream 

They chased us through brambles 
They chased us through fields 
They'd chased us forever 
But the heart would not yield 

When the fox had done running 
At the end of the day 
I'm ready to answer 
I'm ready to pay 

And this rivers still running 
And time will come soon 
Carried to the great ocean 
By the drag of the moon
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