How It Ends

I've seen this all before
When I was just a child
I met a witch who took a bow and showed me how it ended.

We stood here on the shore
The air was sweet and mild
With disbelief implausibly suspended.

And in my child's imagination I remember you
Though I didn't know if we were foes or friends
But now you're standing here
I see the vision coming clear.

I know exactly how this ends.

It ends with you
It ends with me
It ends the way a story's ending is supposed to be
A bit insane
A touch of pain
Adeptly told
Yet uncontrolled.

It ends with faith
It ends with love
It ends with water in the river and the sun above
Part epic tale
Part fire sale
But all sincere
And standing here.

I know I wasn't perfect
I know my life was small
I know that I pretended that I knew it all.

But when you tell my story
And I hope somebody does
Remember me as something bigger than I was.

It ends with sons
It ends with wives
It ends with knowing when the pavement bends we find our lives.

So let it come
And let me go
Show me the waves
And let them flow
It all ends well.

This much I know.