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
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 Explain Request ×
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/e/echo_the_bunnymen/the_game.html
