Secret Alphabets — Kasabian
This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains Climb into your eye Nobody’s hurting and nobody’s lying They climb into your eye Never to die…
They say the man he used to sail on his journey And laid a trap so much The pilgrims for their money He placed his gold all over this world
And in morning as he looked out over Cairo He makes his process And his smoked them in a barrum He could not die And we never found out why
This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains climb into your eye Nobody’s hurting and nobody’s lying They climb into your eye Never to…
This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains Climb into your eye Nobody’s hurting and nobody’s crying They climb into your eye Never to die…
No one’s getting older Everybody’s feeling young Journey’s almost over now There’s hope for everyone
This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains close
This Is The End Of Time
This is the end of the tracks Where the fountains close