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