Boston Massachusetts, Tours End.....

The Tour

Summers Final Song That Cold Winter  Night..

The Final Chords over the Loudspeakers did play...

The Crowd it was a sight...

The Crowd it wailed and roared....

It seemed no end... 

For More........

Yet the band knew.. what the crowd knew not.......

Carth was soon to give way........

The Drummer stood in front of the maddening crowd

And knew not what to say.......

So he said nothing.........

As he stood in his garb of pail........

It would not be long before the earth

would collapse and surely fail........

So he left with the band..... to not so far away....

And the crowd it cheered and wailed.....

for the band to continue to play.......

The Riders of the apocalypse flashed across the screen

The White the red the black the pale.......

the sky it then turned green...

A roar from not a half a mile away....

The lift off of a ship.......

It ascendedd Toward the sky......

Slowly, then at speed the warp, on an endless trip.......

and the earth gave way.......and exploded......

and  wsa seen not again.......

The Band it toured the heavens.......

Beyong the knowns of end.......