At the end of the end   It's the start of a journey to a much better place   And this wasn't bad   So a much better place would have to be special   No need to be sad      On the day that I die, I'd like jokes to be told   And stories of old to be rolled out like carpets   That children have played on and laid on   While listening to stories of old      At the end of the end   It's the start of a journey to a much better place   And a much better place would have to be special   No reason to cry      On the day that I die, I'd like bells to be rung   And songs that were sung to be hung out like blankets   That lovers have played on and laid on   While listening to songs that were sung      At the end of the end   It's the start of a journey to a much better place   And a much better place would have to be special   No reason to cry, no need to be sad   At the end of the end