End Of The Game
Sting
Brand New Day (1999)

The fox is done running
And the beast is at bay
We've run them in circles
By the end of the day

We chased them through bramble
We chased them through the fields
We could chase them forever
But the fox would not heel

And some saw her shadow
On the crest of a hill
All the hounds are distracted
Away from the kill

One day we'll reach a great ocean
At the end of a pale afternoon
And we'd lay down our heads just like we were sleeping
Controlled by the drag of the moon

We ran through the forest
And we ran through the streams
And we ran through the heather
Though we ran in our dreams

And you were my lover
And I was your boy
We ran like the river
For what else did we know

One day we'll reach a great ocean
At the end of a pale afternoon

The dogs are all howling
And the horses are late
All the hunters have hunted
Through the end of the game

Our love was a river
A wild mountain stream
In a tumbling fury
On the edge of a dream

And they chased us through bramble
And they chased us through the fields
They could chase us forever
But our heart would not yield

And the fox is done running
At the end of the day
I'm ready to answer
I'm ready to pay

And this river's done running
And time will come soon
Carried to the great ocean
By the drag of the moon