The Game

A sense of duty
Was my one intention
And an ugly beauty
Was my own invention
Pride a proud refusal
And i refuse
To need your approval
Too many seekers
Too few beacons
But through the fog
Well keep on beaming
Through the crying hours
Of your glitter years
All the living out
Of your tinsel tears
And the midnight trains
I never made
cos id already
Played...the game
Everybodys
Got their own good reason
Why their favorite season
Is their favorite season
Winter winners
And those summers sons
Arent good for everyone
Arent good for everyone
Spring has sprung
And autumns well done
So well done
And its a better thing
That we do now
Forgetting everything
The whys and hows
While you reminisce
About the things you miss
You wont be ready
To kiss...goodbye
The earth is a world
The world is a ball
A ball in a game
With no rules at all
And just as i wonder
At the beauty of it all
You go and drop it
And it breaks and falls
Ill never understand
Why you thought i would
Need to be reassured
And be understood
When i always knew
That your bads my good
And i was ready
Ready...to be loved
Born under mars
With jupiter rising
Fallen from stars
That lit my horizon
Ill never understand
Why you thought i would
Need to be reassured
And be understood
When i always knew
That your bads my good
And i was ready
Ready...to be
Through the cryinghours
Of your glitter years
All the living out
Of your tinsel tears
And the midnight trains
I never made
cos id already
Played
Its a better thing
That we do now
Forgetting everything
The whys and hows
While you reminisce
About the things you miss
You wont be ready
To kiss... goodbye