Secret Alphabets
Kasabian
West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum (2009)

This is the end of the tracks
Where the fountains
Fly into your eye
Nobody's hurting and nobody's crying
They fly into your eye
Never to die...

They say the man he used to sail on his journey
And laid a trap to rob
The pilgrims for their money
He placed his gold all over this world

And in morning as he looked out over Cairo
He makes his process
And his smoked them in a barrel
He could not die
And we never found out why

This is the end of the tracks
Where the fountains
fly into your eye
Nobody's hurting and nobody's crying
They fly into your eye
Never to...

This is the end of the tracks
Where the fountains
Climb into your eye
Nobody's hurting and nobody's crying
They fly into your eye
Never to die...

No one's getting older
Everybody's feeling young
Journey's almost over now
There's hope for everyone

This is the end of the tracks
Where the fountains close
(This is the end of time)
This is the end of the tracks
Where the fountains close
(This is the end of our life)