Talking of the End

talking of the end
talking of the end
let me hear you say you disagree
talking of the end
talking of the end
let me hear you say it will not be

this is no time for easy riding
this is no time to cry
better start to play your part
start to live before you start to die

dream the world all alive
busily conspiring humming like a hive
dream the world all alive
I dream it as me
rise as fair and tender leaves
brightening in countless eyes
and the sweet song of whales beneath the sea

if I could sing only one song I'd sing of you