At the end of a dream,
If you know where I mean,
When the mist just starts to clear,
In a similar way,
At the end of today,
I can feel the sound of writing on the wall,
It cries for you,
It's the least that you can do,
Like a spiral on the wind,
I can hear it screamin' in my mind,
Long live rock and roll!
Let it live!