At The End Of The Day
by Jon Cobert & Tom Chapin
ｩ 2006 Red Wagon Music & The Last Music Co. (ASCAP)
We sprang from a weed
In the Garden of Eden
All scattered by wind and foam.
So hungry for shelter
We seek out our true love
To pick up the pieces and welcome us home.
Through many a storm,
Though I am no sailor,
I found myself caught at the wheel.
But trusting to fortune
And the help of some true friends
We somehow survived the ordeal. At the end of the day, at the end of the year,
At the end of the line I知 glad you are here.
Blessed is the pilgrim who痴 able to say
Once I loved you. Once you loved me.
I still love you at the end of the day.
So glad to be here, so glad that you池e near,
Glad this year痴 come to an end.
We faced our worst fears,
We shed some real tears,
As the world chased us 喪ound once again.
So reach out a hand
To the ones who you love most
And mourn for all those gone away.
We値l count up our losses,
We値l bind up our wounds
And tomorrow we値l face a new day. At the end of the day, at the end of the year,
At the end of the line I知 glad you are here.
Blessed is the pilgrim who痴 able to say
Once I loved you. Once you loved me.
I still love you at the end of the day.
So reach out a hand
To the ones who you love most
And mourn for all those gone away.
We値l count up our losses,
We値l bind up our wounds
And tomorrow we値l face a new day.
This song appears on Tom Chapin's The Turning Of The Tide CD.
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