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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
we'll 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 I'd already
played...the game
Everybody's
got their own good reason
why their favorite season
is their favorite season
Winter winners
and those summers sons
aren't good for everyone
aren't good for everyone
Spring has sprung
and autumns well done
so well done
And it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't 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
I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready...to be loved
Born under Mars
With Jupiter rising
Fallen from stars
That lit my horizon
I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready...to be
Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
'cos I'd already
played
it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't be ready
to kiss...goodbye
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to kiss...goodbye
you won't be ready
about the things you miss
While you reminisce
the whys and hows
forgetting everything
that we do now
it's a better thing
played
'cos I'd already
I never made
and the midnight trains
of your tinsel tears
all the living out
of your glitter years
Through the crying hours
ready...to be
and I was ready
that your bad's my good
When I always knew
and be understood
need to be reassured
why you thought I would
I'll never understand
That lit my horizon
Fallen from stars
With Jupiter rising
Born under Mars
ready...to be loved
and I was ready
that your bad's my good
When I always knew
and be understood
need to be reassured
why you thought I would
I'll never understand
and it breaks and falls
you go and drop it
at the beauty of it all
And just as I wonder
with no rules at all
A ball in a game
The world is a ball
The earth is a world
to kiss...goodbye
you won't be ready
about the things you miss
While you reminisce
the whys and hows
forgetting everything
that we do now
And it's a better thing
so well done
and autumns well done
Spring has sprung
aren't good for everyone
aren't good for everyone
and those summers sons
Winter winners
is their favorite season
why their favorite season
got their own good reason
Everybody's
played...the game
'cos I'd already
I never made
and the midnight trains
of your tinsel tears
all the living out
of your glitter years
Through the crying hours
we'll keep on beaming
But through the fog
Too few beacons
Too many seekers
to need your approval
and I refuse
Pride a proud refusal
was my own invention
and an ugly beauty
was my one intention
A sense of duty
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