The End of the Beginning     By John Flynn

Like river stone it may be that some edges get worn smooth
Or maybe it’s just these days you don’t have as much to prove
So you try to pick your battles ‘cause some fights just ain’t worth winning
When you reach the end of the beginning

From dwelling on the tears to being thankful for the smiles
The journey of a single step can begin with a thousand miles
And you ain’t sure where your going, but you’re making good time grinning
When you reach the end of the beginning

Oh, the journey you make
From the first breath you take
‘Til your last dying day
And the mystery takes your breath away

Ain’t much can’t get settled sitting down over a cold one
You got no time to pick a grudge up, let alone to hold one
You’ve seen desperados genuflect and caught the sainted sinning
When you reach the end of the beginning

You might regret mistakes you made but don’t mistake regret
For turning from those lucky stars you ain’t done thanking yet
Or old friends you can count on even though their ranks are thinning
When you reach the end of the beginning

Oh. the journey you make
From the first breath you take
On your last dying day
And the mystery takes your breath away

You’ve got so much to tell them that you don’t know where to start
And you can’t always find the words to say what’s in your heart
So you love them just as hard as you hope this old world keeps spinning•
When you reach the end of the beginning

Like river stone it may be that some edges get worn smooth
Or maybe it’s just these days you don’t have as much to prove
So you try to pick your battles ‘cause some fights are still worth winning
When you reach the end of the beginning

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