At the End of the Day - Steve Wynn

We may never walk this way again

But we’ll do our best to remember when

We were lost and couldn’t see the light

Schooled and ravaged by the night

We may survive with nothing left to show

Relics bound by what we know

And the battles that we won won’t matter more

Than the lowest of the lows that came before

At the end of the day

What will they say?

Will they try to take all of the words away

Will we settle all the bills that we couldn’t pay?

At the end of the day

We may try to join with those that came before

To greet everyone that comes through the door

With a hand and a shake and a meaningful stare

Before they walk on by like we were never there