End Of The Game

The fox has done runningAnd the beast is at bayWe'd run them in circlesBy the end of the dayThey chased him through bramblesThey chased him through the fieldsThey'd chased him for everBut the fox would not yieldAnd some saw her shadowOn the crest of a hillWhen the hounds were distractedAway from the killOne day we'll reach a great oceanAt the end of a pale afternoonAnd we'll lay down our heads just like we were sleepingAnd be towed by the drag of the moonWe ran through the forestWe ran through the streamsWe ran through the heather'Til we ran in our dreamsYou were my loverAnd I was your beauWe ran like the riverFor what else did we know?One day we'll reach a great oceanAt the end of a pale afternoonThe dogs are all worn outAnd the horses are lameThe hunters and huntedAt the end of the gameOur love was a riverA wild mountain streamIn a tumbling furyOn the edge of a dreamThey chased us through bramblesThey chased us through fieldsThey'd chased us foreverBut the heart would not yieldWhen the fox had done runningAt the end of the dayI'm ready to answerI'm ready to payAnd this rivers still runningAnd time will come soonCarried to the great oceanBy the drag of the moon