Reconcile to the belief Consumed in sacred ground for me There wasn't always a place to go But there was always an urgent need to belong yeah
All these bands and all these people All these friends and we were equals but What you gonna do when everybody goes on without you?
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end! End! To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
Started in 87 ended in 89 Got a garage or an amp we'll play anytime It was just the 4 of us; Yeah man the core of us Too much attention unavoidably destroyed us 4 kids on tour, 3000 miles In a 4-door car Not know what was goin' on We got a million years Touring out like this Hell no, no premonition coulda seen this
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end! End! To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
Mattie came from far away From New Orleans into the East Bay He said "this is a Mecca" I said "this ain't no Mecca man, This place's fucked!" 3 months go by, he had no home, He had no food, he's all alone Mattie said fool me once shame on you He said fool me twice he went back to New Orleans
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end! End! To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end