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Click hereAll things have an end
the road around the bend
the light the candle lends
the letters that we send
the life of the fleetest sparrow
the reign of the greatest king
the lingering sweetness of the sweetest Spring
the river into the sea
the fire that warms the tea
the cure and the disease
Bright summertime and fowling
winter winds a' howling
cats with their primal prowling
the mixed pleasure of crying
the akwardness of lying
the bitterness of dying
All things have an end
the gold in the richest rock
the life of the finest clock
the service of a soldier
the service of a sock
the measure of a table
the meaning of a fable
the spinning record side
the blue train ride
childhood and play
the time for making hay
the myriad, forms of clay,
yea, the very milk way
There's a song that has the line 'all things move toward their end...of that you can be sure'. I can't remember the name but it's on Murder Ballads. Check it out.
about the sock. That one shocked me and brought a smile to my face, which kind of contrasted the melancholy of the poem.