Love At The End Of The World

Out of the gaslight Off the roads we've traveled on Down by the wayside Against the sheen of a Babylon I've seen an empire Taste the tempest of a gathering strong But I found love at the end of the world (really hold out the “I” in these stanzas; you have to fit two chords over it) My rabbit's running On the street hot heels of Rome My hour's coming to reconcile with the dawn I I'm on the brink I I'm on the brink I I'm on the brink But I found love at the end of the world Tell the reaper Tell the repo man I've got nothing that belongs to him Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin But I found love at the end of the world Out of the good night I was born into your arms Like you're my country Like you're the hills where I belong Out of that good night (I'm on the brink) I was born into your arms (I'm on the brink) You are my country (I'm on the brink) Like the hills where I found love at the end of the world Tell the reaper Tell the repo man I've got nothing that belongs to him Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin But I found love at the end of the world