run to the end of the earth and take a room in the last hotel and go to the end of the final corridor and when you open the door that 's there , i 'll be sitting on a table inside , humming my same old hum , the one you heard on so many shaky hungover mornings , and there 'll be a can of coors beside your book-notes and a gram of coke in the top drawer left , because in the end that 's what you are and all you are .