The Game - Echo & the Bunnymen

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

'Cause 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 summer sons

Aren’t good for everyone, aren’t good for everyone

Spring has sprung and autumn’s so 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 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 your bad’s my good

And I was 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

'Cause 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